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.

of Lina's cooking, which was known for its light and

table, the aroma hit Lizetta, and her stomach growled embarrassingly loud. She blushed, and Remington's smile

their unborn child as

myself, you know. The doctor only advised bed rest," Lizetta protested, her independence

Remington, ever the doting husband, insisted on feeding her, saying, "Let me take care of my

retorted; she was slightly annoyed yet

tone suggested that he was teasing her for

while touching her stomach softly, "How do you know Joy's

son next, to protect you alongside me. Our little princess

she was interrupted by another spoonful

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