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.

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

had been planted in her womb, and a

weren’t around when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen

box of morning-after pills

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

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

Samuel was incensed.

act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be

you prefer to be as fecund as a

love me, he would certainly have

on. No man would commit

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

are a mere figment of your wishful imagination,”

anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in

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

we’re fated then,”

“As if! Curse my rotten luck. I must have

have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

that she had inexplicably

be that her mood swings were due to

her eyebrows, deflated.

flop onto the bed,

Samuel grimaced.

of her to instigate my anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do so

her quick wit in switching the birth control

have proposed to take them right

drifted off and

gaze was pinned on the bottle of

it. How

a good man was defined by his actions in not allowing

a condom from this

to

fresh peach and slept as soundly as an endearing tabby

woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen

sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to

go of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as

in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen was merely