The Maternity Store Call

On the third day of the National Day holiday, I was curled up on the couch watching a movie. My phone suddenly rang, showing an unfamiliar landline number. I hesitated for a moment but answered anyway. "Hello, is this Yvonne Franklin?" A gentle female voice came from the other end. I replied, puzzled, wondering who it could be. "This is Baby Paradise, a maternity store, reminding you that your membership card balance is below 50 dollars." "We're running a promotion now: recharge 2000 and get 500 free, or recharge 5000 and get 1500 free. Would you like to consider it?" My mind buzzed, and I almost dropped the remote control in my hand. Maternity store? Membership card? Zachary River and I have been married for eight years, and from the start, we agreed to be childfree. I don't just avoid shopping at maternity stores—I can't even tell baby clothes sizes apart. How could there be a membership card for a maternity store? "Did you call the wrong number?" I tried to keep my voice calm. "No, Ms. Franklin, we contacted you based on the phone number registered with the membership." "The registration lists your spouse as Zachary River, right?" Hearing Zachary's name, my suspicion only grew stronger. After hanging up, I sat on the couch, stunned, for a long time. I didn't come back to my senses until Zachary River walked out of the study. "There was a call from a maternity store just now, saying I have a membership card but the balance is too low and needs to be topped up." I looked at him. Zachary River paused briefly while pouring water, then smiled faintly. "It's definitely a scam call. These schemes are everywhere nowadays." "They probably got our info from somewhere and are trying to scam us." He spoke casually, but his eyes looked a little evasive. I stared into his eyes. "But they even know your name." Zachary River handed me the cup, his tone turning a bit impatient. "With information leaks being such a big deal these days, what's so strange about just knowing a name?" "Don't worry about all these unnecessary things. Isn't it better to just relax over the holiday?" After saying that, he turned and went back to the study, leaving me alone in the living room with more and more questions swirling in my mind. I grabbed my phone and searched for "Baby Paradise Maternity Store," discovering it had three branches nearby and generally good reviews. It didn't seem like one of those small shops that run scams. I also checked my bank statements and found no record of any purchases at a maternity store in the past few months. So who exactly got this membership card? Why is Zachary River dodging my questions? One question after another kept swirling in my mind, making me restless.