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.

had worn a condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence,

had been planted in her womb, and

was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if you still doubt

a box of

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

me suffer through this, unlike you! All you

Samuel was incensed.

true that Kathleen often has to be on Plan

you prefer to be as fecund

were to truly love me, he would certainly have a

man would

so full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you

that such men are

to spend. Besides,

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

means that we’re fated then,”

Curse my rotten

lust-addled to have pined after him for ten

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something

it seemed that she had inexplicably become more prone to losing

it could be that her mood swings were due to pregnancy

space between her eyebrows,

then proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up the covers,

Samuel grimaced.

like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do so in the past. When did she become

quick wit in switching the

wouldn’t have proposed to take them

off and

gaze was pinned on

it. How am I not a good

was defined by his actions in not

use a condom from this

in bed and turned to his side,

and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an

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

well with Samuel, and he was compelled to

scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to escape from

at the commotion, but Kathleen was merely