Semua Bab The CEO's Orphan Wife ENGLISH : Bab 11 - Bab 20

I remained in the living room while the doctor examined Ivan. Inside, his parents were with him, while his siblings stood by the door. It had been twenty minutes since the doctor entered the room, and I hoped Ivan's condition would improve. Perhaps he was shocked, which caused his headache. I stood up as the doctor emerged with my in-laws. "Take him to the hospital for a thorough check-up tomorrow," the doctor advised Ivan's parents. Dr. Cheng nodded at me before leaving the house. "Mom, how is Ivan?" I inquired. My mother-in-law smiled. "He's doing better now and is looking for you. Go inside your room." "H-Hasn't his memory returned yet?" Mom shook her head. "He just had a headache. I told him not to pressure himself to remember. Myla..." She held my hands and said, "I know you're going through a tough time, but..." Her eyes pleaded as she looked at me. "Can you stay a little while longer? Please, dear, just until he recovers as you promised before." I looked away and could

We were all taken aback by Maureen's unexpected arrival. She even appeared surprised as she took in the sight of our suitcases in the living room. "What are you doing here?" my mother-in-law asked her sternly. Maureen was on the verge of responding when Mom interjected, "Didn't I tell you to stay away from my son?" Maureen hesitated for a moment, but then summoned the courage to reply, "I'm the one your son loves. Besides, they're going to break up." I clenched my fists and struggled to maintain composure as her gaze fixed on me. She offered a sympathetic smile, not out of kindness but as a silent acknowledgment of my role as a wife, even though I wasn't the one my husband loved. With a sigh, I averted my gaze, determined not to let this ruin my day. I didn't want to stoop to her level. As I heard Ivan's footsteps descending the stairs, I glanced up at him, but he froze in his tracks upon seeing Maureen. "You're leaving? Where are you going?" Maureen questioned my husba

I had no choice but to comply with Ivan's desire for us to go back to the hotel. While we were on the way, I felt a sense of unease in my chest. To be honest, I wasn't scared; in fact, I was genuinely excited.My mind was filled with various explicit thoughts. Would it be painful like the first time? Would he find pleasure in being with me? I hoped he would. I aspired to meet his needs and desires, making sure there was no temptation for him to seek comfort elsewhere.Ivan nipped at my shoulder, eliciting a playful squirm from me."Ivan!" I scolded him, but he responded with a warm embrace."I'm just overcome with excitement," he whispered with a mischievous grin, gently nibbling and lightly tracing my ear with his tongue."When was the last time that we-""When you were drunk, and the following morning, your parents arranged for us to marry.""No more... intimate moments?""You hold such deep disdain for me, Ivan. You can't even meet my gaze, let alone entertain thoughts beyond that.

"Are you certain you're prepared to return to work?" inquired my father-in-law to Ivan.During our breakfast, we recounted an early morning when we strolled through the village's nearby park."Yes, Dad. I'm confident that I'm ready to get back to work. I'm fine, thanks to my wife excelled in looking after me," Ivan replied.His family observed us with curious gazes. I exchanged a smile with Ivan, and he spontaneously gave me a kiss, causing my cheeks to flush with warmth. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I couldn't bring myself to meet the gaze of his parents and siblings."We're delighted that you've chosen to reconcile with Myla instead of-"Ivan's sister was unable to complete her sentence as their father cleared his throat. He offered a smile and changed the subject."We're delighted for both of you. Are you planning to have a baby?"My period arrived today, so pregnancy isn't a possibility at the moment. Additionally, I intend to visit the OB-GYN later to obtain contraceptives to

In the past, I would frequently indulge in social parties, particularly during my college days. However, after marrying Ivan, I refrained from joining my friends on their outings, regardless of their persistent invitations. I aimed to avoid becoming a topic of gossip, and I also wanted to make sure that Ivan didn't perceive me as someone who was still living a carefree single life, even though I was aware that Ivan remained unconcerned.Before six o'clock, we headed to the basement parking lot. Our journey to their designated meeting place, a bar and restaurant in Makati, was a half-hour drive. This is where Ivan's friends were planning to gather.Although I was familiar with his friends, I could count on one hand the number of times I had engaged in conversations or interactions with them in the past. When they visited our home after I had married Ivan, he didn't usually introduce me to them. However, I ended up serving them because we didn't have any house helpers.My mind was drift