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.

slept together. Hence,

been planted in her womb,

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

box of morning-after pills from

almost reached Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust

through this, unlike you! All you care about is

Samuel was incensed.

is true that Kathleen often has to be

would you prefer to be as fecund as a sow?” countered

a man were to truly love me,

man would

skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you

men are

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

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

that we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

self-mockingly, “As if! Curse my rotten luck. I must have been utterly

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

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

had inexplicably become more prone to losing

could be that her mood swings were due

the space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

flop onto the bed, pull up the covers, and fell

Samuel grimaced.

instigate my anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do so in the past. When did she become so

quick wit

to take

off

was pinned on the bottle of birth-control

eyesore. Best get rid of it. How am

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

a condom from this day

turned to his side, taking

fresh peach and slept as soundly as an endearing tabby

such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he

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

scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled

in dismay at the commotion,