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.

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

seed had been planted in her womb, and a new

I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll

retrieve a box of morning-after

Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been

meet won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you! All you care about is your own pleasure regardless of my

Samuel was incensed.

irresponsibly? Still, it is true that

measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as

love me, he would certainly have a

on. No man would

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

Kathleen, when I say that such men are a mere figment of

ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both

a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met

means that we’re fated then,”

Curse my rotten luck. I must have

must have been lust-addled to have pined after him for ten

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

seemed that she had inexplicably become more prone to losing her

however, it could be that her mood swings were due

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

the bed, pull up the covers, and fell

Samuel grimaced.

She would not

heavens for her quick wit in switching the birth control

take them right before Samuel

drifted off and succumbed

gaze was pinned on the bottle of

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

man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then

would use a condom from

and turned to his side, taking

fresh peach and slept as soundly as an endearing tabby

is it possible for such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong to that of

that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in

shrieked as she struggled to

in dismay at the