Jaclyn's POVThe autumn sun was bright, streaming into the room through the tall windows and gently illuminating the space through the sheer curtains, making it feel cozy and warm.Perry had set up the swing in the small cabin he had built himself, and as he stood up, he gazed out into the yard before darting straight towards me with a playful leap.I quickly caught Perry and began to educate her, "Daddy has told you several times already, don't run too fast, or you'll end up crying if you fall."Perry wrinkled her delicate little nose, "Daddy will catch me."Taking my hand, Perry shook it and said, "Daddy, why don't we have a swing in our yard? Grandpa's house has one, and it was Grandpa who built it for Perry. Daddy, can you build one for me too?"I looked at her in astonishment, could I be like her grandpa?Glancing up, Natasha wore a half-smile, lips pursed tightly, clearly waiting to see the joke unfold. I lowered my head, my daughter's expectant eyes shimmering. The words "I can
Jaclyn's POVThere was a café on the side, offering not only rich coffee but also some magazines and books. Most of the patrons were waiting parents. We found a window seat, with a great view. Looking out, the bustling city streets unfolded before our eyes.I felt a strange excitement in my heart. On such a beautiful day, in such a leisurely afternoon, sitting face to face, it felt like I had found the mood of our previous dates.Speaking of which, Natasha and I had never really dated. We met, got married, separated, reunited—experienced all the aspects of love, but strangely, we skipped the dating phase.Suddenly, I felt regretful. If I could do it over, I wouldn't miss any part. But was it too late for me to make up for it now? And most importantly, would Natasha give me that chance to make amends? I weighed my words carefully in my mind. Just as I was about to speak, I noticed Natasha's gaze drifting past me to somewhere behind. Her subconscious tension made me turn my head involun
Jaclyn's POVI felt a sense of trepidation. Ever since we left the mall, Natasha's demeanor had been off. At a red light, I glanced at her through the rearview mirror. I saw our daughter, Perry, sleeping with her head on Natasha's lap, having missed her nap, while Natasha herself stared blankly out the window. This absent-mindedness seemed to have started as soon as we got in the car, as if her soul had detached from her body, sitting there, but feeling distant from me.I didn't know what Catherine said. But as I carefully recalled, I realized I had been very well-behaved lately. At work, when dealing with female collaborators, I deliberately maintained a safe distance. I never liked flirting, but the media always misconstrued any closeness with young women as romantic entanglements. If Natasha cared, I had to change. Otherwise, she might leave me. That was the lesson I had learned."Jaclyn Dills, how many women have you been with?" Natasha Yael's question caught me off guard, and eve
Jaclyn's POV:"Natash, I'm done," I said, habitually scanning Natash Yael, only to suddenly realize I was nearly transparent to her now. It seemed all my thoughts were laid bare, a fact even I hadn't fully grasped.I reached for the paper in her hand, densely packed with names, igniting a surge of jealousy within me. I glanced at the first few, unable to bear the rest.Carefully observing Natash Yael's expression, I watched as her face turned from white to black, inwardly cursing my luck. Without hesitation, I reached out and embraced her. "Luna, you have to keep your word. You said if I came clean, you'd let me rest inside."She gave me a sideways glance. "I remember saying we could negotiate other things, and you said you'd confessed everything, but I have to verify. So, not tonight." With that, she deftly freed herself from my embrace, retreated, and with a clang, shut the door and locked it.I frowned at the door, gritting my teeth. It felt like if I had an axe, I could just break
Natasha's POVJaclyn Dills' lips finally released mine, satisfied. They trailed down from the corner of my lips, heavy and restrained breaths bursting out, hot against my ear. I couldn't help but shiver, the kind of shiver that I couldn't control, spreading from my ear through the wandering hands, reaching every inch of my body, making me both comfortable and restless. A barely audible murmur escaped from my lips, mingling in the air, indescribably tender, ambiguous, and sensual.He had indeed held back too much, with no intention for much foreplay. His large hands slid down directly to the point, feeling my wetness, and without hesitation, he entered that long-awaited tight warmth, causing me to pause momentarily.Before I could adjust to the sudden expansion and pain, I was drawn into a frenzy of uncontrollable frequency.Waves of emotion surged, overwhelming reason, overwhelming everything, leaving only the timeless rhythm floating in passion. Casting aside all concerns, there was
Jaclyn's POVWinter had arrived, bringing with it the first snowfall, and Annelie arrived with Dr. Mike. Annelie was five months pregnant, yet she didn't look the slightest bit chubby; one wouldn't even notice she was pregnant without careful observation. She moved swiftly, while Dr. Mike by her side always seemed nervous. Whenever Annelie made a slight movement, he would immediately follow, almost like a clingy puppy.Annelie often teased him, saying he was like a little puppy following her around. Whenever she said so, Dr. Mike would gently look at her, a hint of indulgent smile playing on his lips, which deeply touched Natash Yael.After the four of us had dinner at a famous restaurant in town, Annelie and Dr. Mike returned to the hotel. Dr. Mike had an early meeting the next morning; he was on a three-day business trip to the Red Valley Pack. Worried that Annelie would feel lonely alone, he deliberately brought her along.Watching their car gradually disappearing, Natash couldn't
Natasha's POVThe next day, I didn't accompany Jaclyn Dills back to the illustrious Dills family pack. Annelie called to tell me about a college reunion gathering, and since she was at the Red Valley Pack, I decided to join her.I used to rarely attend these kinds of reunions, but now that I had nothing else to do all day, going once wouldn't hurt, especially since I needed to be there for Annelie, being pregnant and all.The reunion was lively, albeit marred by one female classmate who had a bit too much to drink. She latched onto me, rambling about her failed marriage, and even pulled out her divorce papers from her purse, waving them around.I didn't pay much attention to her tragic tale, instead, I stared straight at the divorce papers, comparing them to mine. I took them over and examined them closely, "Is this how they're supposed to look?"Annelie beside me tapped my forehead, "Are you going senile from being pregnant? That's how divorce agreements are these days." My mind race
Jaclyn's POVAs soon as I walked in, I noticed that the house was unusually quiet. There was no sound of children playing, nor any sign of Natasha. It felt strange.Suddenly, I remembered Natasha telling me in the morning that she was going to dance class and then out with some friends she met there. She dropped off the kids at the pack territory because the elders had called yesterday saying they missed them. So, today, I was alone at home.I loosened my tie and sat on the couch, feeling somewhat resentful. I had spoiled Natasha. Initially, I encouraged her to take up dancing to deter her from going back to work. Ballet was her forte, but she chose to learn other dances where female students outnumbered males. Even if there were a couple of guys, they were probably effeminate, and Natasha was safe with them.At least it was better than her attending yoga classes and being eyed by that Tommy Fox. But just after a few months of dancing, she started distancing herself from me, acting in