"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
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
"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
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
"Mommy, why is Daddy's profile picture a woman? Who is she?"'What?'I was startled by Gillian's question. She was my seven-year-old daughter.I immediately looked up Derrick's contact on WhatsApp and clicked on his profile picture. True enough, it was a photo of a young woman dressed provocatively with shoulder-length hair. I quickly saved the photo to my gallery."Oh, that might be one of your dad's office friends. His friends often play pranks," I replied, trying to find a suitable excuse so she wouldn't think badly of her father.About three minutes later, the profile picture changed to a calligraphy image. 'Perhaps Derrick accidentally clicked on it. But why was that woman's photo saved? Who is she really?' I knew I had to investigate.So I forwarded the photo to Bradley with a message: [Please check who this is as soon as possible.]Bradley was Derrick's coworker and a trusted confidant of Benny Humphrey, the CEO. Uncle Benny was a close friend of my late father and care
"Shall we head home?" Derrick approached me at the empty reception area.With weary steps, I followed Derrick to our car, suppressing my emotions, knowing they would crumble when the time came.On the way home, Derrick seemed happy, smiling to himself as if infatuated. However, to me, he seemed more like a madman.As Derrick drove and savored his moment, I discreetly texted Carrie, my assistant, whom Derrick did not know about.Carrie managed all my business affairs, including the property business I had been quietly running. Advanced technology and communication tools were invaluable in overseeing this venture from home, particularly when Derrick was at the office, and I was taking care of household chores.The car pulled into the driveway, stopping in front of my mother-in-law's house. Yes, ever since we got married, we had been living with my mother-in-law, Ruth. Derrick always claimed his savings weren't sufficient whenever I broached the topic of buying a house."Sarah, wher
Today, I intentionally cooked early in the morning. After dropping Gillian off at school, I planned to meet Uncle Benny and some company shareholders.Uncle Benny had scheduled the meeting at one of our branch offices, so thankfully, I wouldn't have to see Derrick or Kendall, who were at the head office."Hello!" a voice rang from outside. Who’s visiting this early? The voice sounded familiar.Then I heard the noise of kids in the living room.I walked to the front to see who had arrived.My eyes widened seeing Lorraine and her husband, Jack, with their three kids already sitting at the dining table. They were shamelessly having breakfast with Derrick, Ruth, and Gillian.The hell?! They were getting more and more brazen.Luckily, I had already eaten breakfast in the kitchen. I stood there, stunned, watching these uninvited guests eat without a care. All the food I had cooked this morning was gone.I knew Lorraine wouldn’t clean up after her kids."Gillian, let’s go. We’ll be l
"Sarah!""Yeah, Mom?""Where have you been? I'm hungry. My head is spinning looking at this mess. Lorraine's kids are so naughty." Ruth, who had just woken up, came out of her room and approached me."I've already cleaned the house, Mom. Please be patient. The food will be ready soon.""Lorraine is so irresponsible, leaving her kids here," Ruth muttered.Ruth was rather strange. She wouldn't dare say things like that in front of her own daughter.But no matter what, I had a moral duty to continue respecting her.After finishing the cooking, I invited Ruth to eat together at the dining table. She must be really hungry by now."Mom!" Lorraine's loud voice came from outside."When entering someone's house, it’s better to greet and say hello. Don't just yell," I muttered as I enjoyed the still-warm lunch."Hey, this is my mom's house. I can do whatever I want. You're just a guest here. Don't tell me what to do," Lorraine snapped, glaring at me."Relax, Lorraine. Your face is alr