"Ah!!! Why is there a woman in this bed?" Arnold's eyes widened as he saw a woman with long, flowing hair, wearing a maroon dress, sleeping soundly. Slowly, Arnold observed the face partially covered by her hair. Then, he moved closer, reaching out to gently brush the strands away from the pale face."Irene..." Arnold whispered, then stepped back. He decided to turn around and leave the room."Arnold.."Arnold's steps halted when he heard Irene calling him."Where are you going? There are still many relatives outside. If you sleep in another room, what will they say?" Irene, who hadn't been fully asleep, sat up on the edge of the bed.Arnold thought for a moment. What Irene said was true. His parents would become the talk of the town if word got out.Arnold turned back around. "Yes, I'll sleep here."Irene nodded and got up from the bed."Hey, where are you going?" Arnold asked, puzzled, as he saw Irene taking her blanket and pillow."I know you love Erica very much. You marri
"Why are you heading back to Jaketon so soon?" Drew had been complaining since early that morning. During breakfast, Arnold and Irene had just informed her that they would be returning to Jaketon that very afternoon."I've already told you I have a lot of work, Mom," Arnold replied for what felt like the hundredth time."Mom, we'll come back here when we have time. Arnold has responsibilities with his job," Irene tried to explain gently to her mother-in-law.Hearing Irene's soft and understanding explanation, Drew finally nodded."Alright. But promise me this! Don't delay getting pregnant. When you come back, Irene better be expecting!" Drew said, glaring at Arnold. But her son ignored her, pretending not to hear. Seeing this, Drew shook her head in frustration."They just got married two days ago, and you're already talking about grandchildren!" Freddy finally intervened, trying to calm his wife, who had been causing a fuss at the breakfast table. This only made Drew more annoyed
"I want us to have a child, sweetheart. A child with you!"Arnold's whisper made Erica's face tense. She could only manage a faint smile, unable to find the words to respond.Their night of passion ended in exhaustion, especially for Arnold, who hadn't had any rest since arriving in Jaketon. He slept soundly beside Erica, unaware of the unease his whispered words had caused her.Erica lay awake, her thoughts racing. Arnold's mention of having a child kept playing in her mind.'If I tell him the truth, will Arnold still love me like this? What if he leaves me instead?' Erica turned over, her bare body facing away from Arnold. Her heart pounded as she imagined life without him. She had fallen deeply in love with her husband, and the thought of losing him was unbearable. Shaking her head, she realized she wasn't ready for that possibility. She needed to find a way to prevent Arnold from bringing up the topic of having children again.Erica sighed deeply.'Maybe I should just let him
"Sarah!" Troy gently patted Sarah's cheek. He tried to stay calm, even though worry was taking over him.He grabbed a few tissues from the nightstand, and began to clean the blood off Sarah's face. Troy sighed in relief as the blood had stopped flowing, and Sarah began to stir.Slowly, Troy turned Sarah onto her back, covering her body, which was only wrapped in a towel, with a blanket."Ugh..." Sarah groaned softly, although her eyes remained closed."Sarah... Darling. Are you awake?""Troy... I feel dizzy. Cold... hold me!"Troy was taken aback. "Sarah is asking me to hold her?" he thought. Since his wife lost her memory, they rarely touched, let alone embraced."Y-yes. Come here, darling, come here, let me hold you!" Troy pulled his wife close and held her tightly, filled with longing. He couldn't remember the last time he had hugged the woman he loved so much. Since Sarah lost her memory, Troy had always kept his distance to avoid making her upset."I missed you, darling...
"What business do you have with my wife?"Derrick nearly jumped, instinctively turning around in surprise."S-sorry, I-I just noticed something different about Sarah... I mean…."Troy let out a harsh sigh, then stepped towards the terrace. "Come with me!"Derrick quickly followed Troy's steps. Before leaving, he glanced back at Sarah, who still paid him no attention. Derrick felt a pang of disappointment. Just a few days ago, he had imagined getting closer to his ex-wife again. He often thought about Sarah at night, without Kendall knowing."Alright. Where's the report?" Troy asked as he sat down on the terrace chair, requesting the report Derrick had brought. They discussed matters seriously. Troy was relieved because Derrick's work could be relied on. Derrick had become an important assistant, allowing Troy to focus on caring for Sarah outside of his filming schedule.After breakfast, Sarah went to check on Kingsley in the special room Troy had prepared. The room was right next
Arnold had just parked his car in front of the house when he saw Irene coming out to greet him as usual. Long before she became his wife, Irene had always been like that. The sweet-faced woman took care of Arnold with great attention to detail."You're home, honey? It's still early. Didn't you work today?"Arnold was startled when Irene suddenly grabbed his hands just as he was getting out of the car."Oh, y-yeah, I didn't go to the office today. I'm still on leave.""But you said yesterday that you had a lot of work at the office?" Irene asked, her forehead furrowed."Yeah, Erica didn't allow me to work. She asked me to extend my leave for another three days," Arnold said as he walked into the house."Erica..." Irene whispered, feeling touched. She had thought Erica would resent her, that she wouldn't accept her as Arnold's second wife.Irene quickly followed Arnold into the house."Would you like to eat something? I can prepare it."Arnold shook his head."Just get my cloth
Irene was still sobbing, her back turned to Arnold. She lay there, trying to endure the pain, not just physically but also emotionally. Without realizing it, Arnold had mentioned Erica's name at the end of their bedroom session, which made Irene's pain multiply tenfold.Arnold quickly fell asleep from exhaustion beside Irene. He felt relieved that the desire he had been harboring since that morning was finally satisfied. Although it was Erica he truly wanted, Irene was still legally his wife.After crying her heart out, Irene tried to get up and clean herself. Slowly, she sat at the edge of the bed, reached for her clothes, and put them on again.She remembered her mother-in-law's request earlier that morning. Drew had called her and spoke over the phone."Irene, you need to get pregnant as soon as possible! We know Arnold hasn't touched you yet. You have to make him sleep with you!" Drew's words over the phone had shocked Irene."Mom... how do you know... that I haven't been... t
"Why are you in such a hurry, honey? Weren't you supposed to stay here for three days?" Irene had been watching Arnold eat quickly since he left the bedroom. Her husband hadn't said much since then. The sweet words or loving gestures that should be present between newlyweds were completely absent for Irene. It was as if Arnold had already forgotten what happened last night.Arnold didn't answer. He only glanced briefly at Irene, who was sitting across from him. A few minutes later, he got up, grabbed his car keys from the table, and said, "I'm leaving. Don't wait for me!" Without waiting for Irene's response, Arnold hurried out to his car. He only gave a brief glance at Irene, who was watching him leave with an unreadable expression. But Arnold didn't care. His mind was entirely focused on Erica. He felt guilty about his first wife.'Erica, forgive me. What did I do last night? What if Irene really gets pregnant? It will be difficult to divorce her later.' Arnold ran his hands thro
Arnold and Erica's faces became tense as they saw the doctor standing in the doorway."How is she, doctor?" Erica couldn't wait to hear about Irene and her baby."Congratulations, sir. You have a healthy baby girl," the female doctor said, and for a moment, Arnold and Erica breathed a sigh of relief.But their faces remained anxious, as they still hadn't heard about Irene's condition."How is the mother, doctor?" Arnold asked, his voice trembling."Are you her husband?" The doctor looked at Arnold intently."Y-yes, doctor," Arnold stammered, feeling guilty for never accompanying Irene to her hospital visits."Sir, Irene's condition is... critical. We are still trying to stop the bleeding. Please pray for her."Arnold was stunned by the doctor's words. He couldn't say anything as the doctor turned and left him and Erica in the waiting room."Oh God, what kind of husband am I? Erica... Erica... Irene is critical. What should I do?" Arnold shook Erica's body in frustration."All
"Irene, are you okay? Is Arnold taking good care of you?" Erica asked in a panic when Irene contacted her. Irene's voice sounded hoarse and rough, making Erica worried."When are you coming back to Jaketon? I want you to be here when I give birth.""Wait, where's Arnold? Is he still not paying attention to you?" Erica's concern grew. She rarely received calls from Arnold, except when there was a work-related issue that needed to be discussed."Arnold... he says he's very busy with work."Erica let out a heavy sigh. From Irene's voice, she suspected Erica was in trouble. But it seemed that the heavily pregnant woman was still keeping things to herself."Alright, Irene. I'll finish my work here. I'll try to come back before you give birth. You and your baby need to stay healthy, okay?""Thank you. Thank you!"After hanging up with Irene, Erica sent a message to Arnold, urging him to be more attentive to Irene. However, Erica did not answer Arnold's calls when he tried to reach her
Sarah squealed as Troy lifted her. Her husband's strong arms carried her bridal-style toward an enormous bed. The beautiful bed was surrounded by thin yet lovely curtains, and sprinkled with rose petals that filled the room with a fragrant aroma."The doctor said we're allowed now, ahem... so, it's okay, right?" Troy gently laid Sarah's body on the luxurious and comfortable bed.Sarah smiled, her face blushing as Troy hovered over her. His face was so close to hers."I've missed you too, Troy!" The beautiful woman wrapped her arms around Troy's neck, and he couldn't wait any longer. He began planting kisses on Sarah's face, which soon turned into passionate lip-locks that he couldn't get enough of.It was unclear who initiated it, but a few minutes later, they had both discarded everything that was on their bodies. Like their first night, they were eager to satisfy each other. The intense expression of love and the deep longing drove Troy wild. He didn't want to miss even an inch o
"Honey, are you awake?" Troy gently caressed Sarah's face. She blinked, just waking up from her sleep. Sarah turned onto her side to face Troy."What time is it?""It's six in the morning. We're still going to the office today, right?"Sarah sat up. "Of course. You're going to the office too, right?""Yes, darling. Oh, by the way, how's the breastmilk stash for Kingsley? Do we have enough?""More than enough," Sarah replied, hurrying to the bathroom to freshen up. Unbeknownst to her, Troy quietly followed her into the bathroom, which she had forgotten to lock. Ever since giving birth to Kingsley, Sarah usually remembered to lock the door."Troy!" Sarah squealed, surprised to see Troy standing behind her just as she was undressing.Troy's heart raced at the sight of his wife's body, which he hadn't touched in almost two months. This morning, Troy felt bold enough to approach Sarah, especially after the doctor confirmed yesterday that she had fully recovered. She had also complete
"Are we going home now, honey?" Irene asked as she sat up on the gurney. The IV needle had just been removed from her hand. Her face still looked pale."Just a moment," Arnold replied curtly without turning to look at her, making Irene take a deep breath to ease the pain that kept gnawing at her. Since Erica left, Irene noticed that Arnold had been pacing back and forth, trying to call someone on his phone. She guessed he was trying to reach Erica, but she wasn't answering.Irene sat silently, waiting for Arnold, who was still pacing in front of her. Theresa, who had promised to return, ended up not coming back."Alright, let's go home. Can you walk?" Arnold asked as he watched Irene, who was struggling to get down from the gurney with her weak body."Excuse me, ma'am, please use this wheelchair. Your body is still very weak." An ER staff member offered a wheelchair. Irene, who had just stood up from the gurney, slowly sat down in the wheelchair. The staff then pushed the wheelchai
"Yes, congratulations again on your wife's pregnancy. If the observations go well, she can go home this evening."Arnold only nodded at the doctor's explanation. He remained silent even after the doctor left the room. What he had just heard was completely unexpected."H-honey, aren't you happy that I'm pregnant?" Irene asked in a trembling voice. Her chest felt tight, unable to find any trace of happiness on Arnold's face after hearing about her pregnancy. Instead, she saw confusion and surprise. Irene tried to suppress the sadness and disappointment she felt."Is it because it's not Erica who's pregnant?" Irene asked again, this time steeling herself to hear Arnold's response."Don't overthink it. Mom and Dad will be thrilled. I'll go out for a bit." Arnold quickly left Irene and headed to the waiting area in front of the ER.'It's only his mom and dad who are happy. Arnold isn't.' Irene clutched her chest, which felt overwhelmingly tight, trying to hold back her tears. She strug
Diego hugged Carrie tightly. His heart was finally at ease. The different traumas they had both been struggling with had finally been overcome.The same was true for Carrie. Since she had been secretly seeing a psychiatrist a month after marrying Diego, the trauma from her past had gradually faded. The beautiful woman with reddish hair had slowly been able to forget the painful memories of her past after several months of treatment. However, she was reluctant to be upfront with Diego about her recovery. She also felt too proud to make the first move or ask Diego not to leave her in bed."Where are you going, honey?" Carrie clutched her husband's strong arm one night while they were being intimate. But Diego still got up and left her."Sorry, Carrie. I-I just can't..."Carrie was stunned by her husband's rejection. She couldn't understand why Diego kept choosing to satisfy his desires in the bathroom."Should I just tell him that I'm better now? Shouldn't he realize that I'm no lon
"Why are you in such a hurry, honey? Weren't you supposed to stay here for three days?" Irene had been watching Arnold eat quickly since he left the bedroom. Her husband hadn't said much since then. The sweet words or loving gestures that should be present between newlyweds were completely absent for Irene. It was as if Arnold had already forgotten what happened last night.Arnold didn't answer. He only glanced briefly at Irene, who was sitting across from him. A few minutes later, he got up, grabbed his car keys from the table, and said, "I'm leaving. Don't wait for me!" Without waiting for Irene's response, Arnold hurried out to his car. He only gave a brief glance at Irene, who was watching him leave with an unreadable expression. But Arnold didn't care. His mind was entirely focused on Erica. He felt guilty about his first wife.'Erica, forgive me. What did I do last night? What if Irene really gets pregnant? It will be difficult to divorce her later.' Arnold ran his hands thro
Irene was still sobbing, her back turned to Arnold. She lay there, trying to endure the pain, not just physically but also emotionally. Without realizing it, Arnold had mentioned Erica's name at the end of their bedroom session, which made Irene's pain multiply tenfold.Arnold quickly fell asleep from exhaustion beside Irene. He felt relieved that the desire he had been harboring since that morning was finally satisfied. Although it was Erica he truly wanted, Irene was still legally his wife.After crying her heart out, Irene tried to get up and clean herself. Slowly, she sat at the edge of the bed, reached for her clothes, and put them on again.She remembered her mother-in-law's request earlier that morning. Drew had called her and spoke over the phone."Irene, you need to get pregnant as soon as possible! We know Arnold hasn't touched you yet. You have to make him sleep with you!" Drew's words over the phone had shocked Irene."Mom... how do you know... that I haven't been... t