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.

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

a seed had been planted in her womb, and a new life took

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

box of

her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You

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

Samuel was incensed.

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

would you prefer to be as fecund as

man were to truly love me, he

on. No man

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

when I say that such men are a mere figment of your

she compare me with her imagined good man. What is so bad 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 to

good men out there are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the

we’re fated then,” replied

Curse my rotten luck. I

have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something was

inexplicably become more prone to losing her

her research, however, it could be that her mood swings were due to

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

then proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up the

Samuel grimaced.

She would not have dared to do so in the past.

quick wit in

take them right before

off and succumbed to

on

rid of it. How am I not a

defined by his actions in not allowing her

use a condom from this day

Samuel lay in bed and turned to

soft and luscious as fresh peach

to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong to that

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

scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to

at the commotion, but Kathleen was merely