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.

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

a seed had been planted in her

pills the last time,”

to retrieve a box of morning-after pills from

when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these pills

men I meet won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you! All you

Samuel was incensed.

I truly act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be on Plan B

would you prefer to be as fecund

love me,

on. No man would

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

Kathleen, when I say that such men are a mere

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 to ask

a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor

we’re fated then,”

Curse my rotten luck. I must have been

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

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

seemed that she had inexplicably become more prone to losing

that her mood swings were due

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

flop onto the bed, pull up

Samuel grimaced.

nobody’s business. She would not have dared

her quick wit in

to take

off

pinned on the bottle of birth-control

get rid of it. How am I not a

not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then so be

use a condom from this day

turned to his side, taking in the view

peach and slept as soundly

seems drawn to

thought of that did not sit well with Samuel, and he

scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to escape

frowned in dismay at the