An explanation for craziness

I leave the contracts I just went to pick on the lower table and lean back on the sofa. I cross my arms and exhale noisily.

«You can have these back,» I whisper. «I don't need them anymore.»

«What?» Alexander replies, straightening his back and looking at me with the expression of a child that got lost.

Isn't this something desirable for him? I'll stay forever. Has he already changed his mind?

«Don't you want your wife anymore?» I ask.

I wasn't planning to leave soon anyway. What's with this reaction?

«Why are you doing this, Theodora?» he probes, but his eyes still seem more confused than victorious.

«I will stay forever, I just have a single condition. Don't hurt my child. Even if you didn't want one, it happened. Just accept it, and we'll stay together happily forever.»