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.

subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she

had been planted in her

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

retrieve a box of morning-after pills

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

unlike you! All you care about is your own pleasure

Samuel was incensed.

true that Kathleen often has to be

proper contraceptive measures, would you prefer to

man were to truly love me, he would certainly

No man would

are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a

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

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

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

means that we’re fated

rotten luck. I

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

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

seemed that she had inexplicably become more

however, it could be that

eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

flop onto the bed, pull up

Samuel grimaced.

snooze off like nobody’s business. She

heavens for her quick wit in switching

take them right before

eventually drifted off

was pinned on the bottle of birth-control

it. How am I

actions in not allowing her to consume

would use a condom from

to his

soft and luscious as fresh peach and

seems drawn to her. Especially

he was

go of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled

the commotion, but Kathleen was