Perfect Marriage with My Substitute Wife

Kathleen was having a fitful sleep when she was awoken by a bitingly cold presence.

Her gaze landed on Samuel, who was standing by her bed.

She was overcome with nerves and disbelief that he had actually returned.

Samuel regarded the squeamish Kathleen in an icily condescending manner. “You’re pregnant?”

“No. Who told you that? Do you deny the lab test results?” Kathleen bit back as she worried her bottom lip.

“Then what is it that you’re looking at?” retorted Samuel as he pointed at the tablet.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “I had promised to help Gemma out tomorrow by volunteering at a charity home advocating for autistic children. Do you find fault in me doing some background research beforehand?”

That managed to convince Samuel.

“What time will you be leaving tomorrow?” asked Samuel dispassionately.

“I plan to reach by ten o’clock.”

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

That was a close call. Her pregnancy was almost revealed.

“Are you certain you’re not pregnant?” Samuel reiterated.

“Of course. When have I skipped my birth control pills?” deadpanned Kathleen.

“That trip to the hot springs two months prior.” Samuel could still recall it vividly.

Well, that was true indeed.

Kathleen had decided to head to the hot springs on a whim while Samuel had been there on a job inspection. Neither she nor Samuel had an inkling that either party would be present, yet both had met out of sheer coincidence.

It had only taken Samuel one look at Kathleen, enticingly flushed and bundled up in a bathrobe, for him to ravish her completely in his room.

In the heat of the moment, Samuel had forgotten to bring along his condoms.

He rarely used them, as a matter of fact, and relied on Kathleen’s regular intake of morning-after pills.

After their night together, he had urged Kathleen to take her pills on time and hastily left for work.

Kathleen was so wrung out after the night’s exertions that she failed to act on it immediately.

She had brushed off the reminder since she wasn’t ovulating and promptly forgotten all about it.

subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need

her womb, and a new life

I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained

to retrieve a box

hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these pills might only cause more

hope the future men I meet won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you! All you care about is your own pleasure regardless of

Samuel was incensed.

act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often

contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as a sow?” countered

man were to truly love me, he

man would

skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding

men are a mere figment

about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in day-to-day life are well taken care of. What more is there

there are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck

we’re fated then,”

self-mockingly, “As if! Curse my rotten luck. I must have been

been lust-addled to have

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that

inexplicably become more prone to losing

could be that her mood swings were due

space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever, I’m going

proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up the

Samuel grimaced.

She would not have dared to do so

wit in switching

proposed to take

drifted off and succumbed to

pinned on the bottle of

Best get rid of it. How am I not a good

man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume

use a condom from

and turned to his side, taking

fresh peach and slept as soundly

everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks

Samuel, and he was compelled to

me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled

the commotion,