Hayley did care for him, she just didn't show it a lot, not as if he asked for it to be shown, he was the father of her child, their daughter. She sighed as he took a bite, "Sit down?" she asked him, her hand touched the spot on their bed.
"So I am not your first wife?" she asked, she was teasing a little, but Hayley was that way, "and here I was hoping to be another first. The first woman you knocked up, the first woman you married."