After Widowed Sister-in-Law's Pregnancy She Slapped Me, Then Regretted

When I was being harassed by street thugs, my widowed sister-in-law stepped in to save me, accidentally hurt one of them, and was sentenced to two years in prison. Luckily she was carrying my brother's posthumous child, so she could serve her sentence outside prison. Guilt made me bring her home and care for her myself. And I promised her we would raise the child together. My fiancé, Aaron Rowe, had a lot to say about that. "It's bad enough you invited this queen into our home, and now you want to raise her kid too? Have you lost your mind?" I looked at my sister-in-law, sick to the point of misery, and reproached him coldly. "If it weren't for her, I might have died that night! And besides, she's carrying my brother's child!" Later the baby was born without trouble, and my sister-in-law faced serving her sentence. Holding my nephew, I comforted her. "I'll take care of the baby. You just hold on ten more months in there and you'll be free!" She suddenly pulled out a pregnancy test. "No need to hold on. I'm pregnant again."