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, she

her

last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if

proceeded to retrieve a box

pill had almost reached Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these

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

Samuel was incensed.

Still, it is true that Kathleen often

to

were to truly love me, he would certainly have

on. No man would

skewed. I swear I’ll prove

such men are a mere figment of your wishful imagination,”

anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend.

dozen. I can’t believe my

means that we’re fated

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

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

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

she had inexplicably become more

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

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

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

Samuel grimaced.

off like nobody’s business. She would not have

her quick wit in switching

proposed to take

off and succumbed

gaze was pinned on the bottle of birth-control

of it. How am I

defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then so be

condom from this day

showering, Samuel lay in bed and turned to his side,

as fresh peach

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

sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to

Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to

in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen