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 did not see the need

a seed had been planted in her womb, and

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

to retrieve a box of morning-after

lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling

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

Samuel was incensed.

true that

prefer to be as fecund

were to truly love me, he would certainly have

on. No man would

so full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a

that such men are a mere

imagined good man. What is so bad about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend.

out there are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg out there.” Kathleen

means that we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

“As if! Curse my rotten luck. I

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

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that

it seemed that she had inexplicably become more

that her mood swings were due to pregnancy

space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

onto the bed, pull up the covers, and

Samuel grimaced.

She would not have dared to do so in the

quick wit in switching the birth

take them right

eventually drifted off and succumbed

was pinned on

it. How am I not a

was defined by his actions in not allowing

would use a condom from this day

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

was as soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an

it possible for such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher.

Samuel, and he

of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as

the commotion, but