As Lina made her way upstairs with a tray of freshly made supper, she accidentally stumbled upon a scene straight out of a Hollywood romance - the master of the house, Remington, passionately embracing his wife, Lizetta, in his lap; their kiss seemed a fiery testament to their love.

Lizetta's hair flowed through Remington's fingers, adding an air of intimacy to the moment.

Feeling startled, Lina quickly turned around and retreated; as she was considering whether to head back downstairs, she heard Remington's deep voice echo from the bedroom, instructing, "Leave it outside." Lina promptly placed the tray on the small cabinet in the hallway and tiptoed back downstairs.

Back in the bedroom, Lizetta, with her cheeks flushing, gently pushed Remington away once she heard Lina's footsteps fade.

Remington, with a slight smile playing on his lips, caressed her flushed cheeks and teased, "Enjoyed the kiss?"

Lizetta shot him a glare; the reaction of her body betrayed her. She reluctantly admitted, "You're quite the kisser. Let's not do that again." Remington chuckled, and had his thumb graze her now swollen lips before he stood to bring in the dinner.

flavors of Lina's cooking, which was known for

table, the aroma hit Lizetta, and her stomach growled embarrassingly loud.

joked, referring to their unborn child as he sat beside her, and stirred the soup as if

doctor only advised bed rest," Lizetta protested,

on feeding her,

Lizetta retorted; she was slightly annoyed yet

suggested that he was teasing her for being as needy as a

couldn't help but accept the spoonful of soup, while touching

to protect you alongside me. Our little princess is enough for now,"

Lizetta opened her mouth to argue, she was interrupted by another spoonful of

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