PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT STAND

Our routine went back to normal. I drop Anya off and pick her up from work while I manage the cafe that I had entrusted to Daska. She’s someone I trust, so thankfully, there weren’t any major issues while I was away. Well, it’s not like I completely left the cafe, just that I didn’t wholeheartedly manage it anymore, that’s the only difference.

When it comes to work matters, I can’t argue with Anya. She has valid reasons for choosing to continue her job. I know it hasn’t been easy for her to reach this point. A week after we got married, I asked Anya to be more open with me, not just because we changed our status. No, I wanted our relationship to be like two people who need each other, filled with love and many prayers to keep us together.

I wanted to be a friend she could trust completely. It didn’t feel good when Anya got angry because I asked two of her friends to keep quiet about who I am until I reveal it myself. But in reality, it made Anya a bit skeptical, and she often threw sharp remarks at those two.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Naomi and Doni.

Fortunately, they didn’t take offense. Instead, they laughed when Anya started with her sarcastic comments. Anya said they couldn’t move on from their own foolishness. But Anya isn’t foolish; she just doesn’t want to see beyond what’s in front of her. Her focus is straight ahead, but it’s filled with quite a bit of negativity.

I believe if it weren’t for Krystal supporting her, Anya wouldn’t be at this point. Anya needed more than just a fear-driven motivation. That’s why Krystal is so fond of her work as an assistant and as a sister-in-law. Anya receives abundant affection from her.

By the way, Krystal’s affection is not just praise. No, Krystal isn’t like that. She always pushes someone with things she believes can exceed limits. That’s why many think Krystal enjoys pushing people, but it’s not true. And fortunately, Anya is the type of person who can match Krystal.

A perfect fit.

That’s why I didn’t want to stop her from working at home. Her passion for work is ingrained in her. She’s dedicated when it comes to her job, and I noticed that. I also just found out that when we first met, Mother suggested that Anya shouldn’t work. And it made Anya quite sarcastic and cynical towards me at that time. I already mentioned that Anya is different, right? Maybe other women would throw themselves willingly once they found out their potential husband is well-off. Not Anya. Just hearing sweet words from her is already a cause for gratitude.

“You’ve been daydreaming a lot, huh?”

I blinked. When I realized it, Anya was right in front of me, observing me carefully. Her eyes were suspicious. “No, I haven’t.”

“I’ve been calling you for a while.”

“Why?” I imitated her steps, which I felt were… annoyed? Because I didn’t hear her call earlier, is that why? When did she call me anyway?

“I want some tea. Jack has gone home. Krystal hasn’t returned yet, but her report is awaited.” She stopped in front of the glass cabinet. There must be one of the files she needs to refer to for her report. I’ve been sitting not far from her desk for the past hour, and I’ve finished my work.

“Shall I make it for you?”

She glanced at me sharply. Even when pregnant, she’s still beautiful, and her fierceness doesn’t diminish. “Fine. I’ll make it for you. Wait here, don’t do anything weird.”

“What do you mean by weird?”

If I mention the name “Henry,” she’ll definitely get angry. Let me test it again. “Oh, maybe you want to go to the 22nd floor. Meet Henry.”

See, I was right! She walked towards me with a fierce look in her eyes. I received a small, painful pinch on my stomach. “say something like that again, and you’ll be in big trouble! No sleeping together with me!”

I winced in pain. “Ouch… the one who can’t sleep without having their belly rubbed is you, not me, Joice. Forgot?”

Instead of letting go, she tightened her grip! “Joice, it hurts.”

“The one who wants their belly rubbed is Baby, not me!”

I gave in. It’s hard to tell the difference between Baby’s desires and hers. “Okay, wait a minute. I’ll make the tea.”

Her angry glare from earlier turned into a sweet smile. It’s so adorable! “Thank you, my darling Cedric.”

I’ll borrow the term used by the young people nowadays; being whipped. It’s fine, I don’t mind. I’ve become Anya’s love slave, anyway. And unexpectedly, she gave me a quick peck right on the lips. Well… that’s not acceptable. How can it be just a quick peck?

So, I continued. I deepened the kiss, regardless of the CCTV camera. It’s probably Henry who will check the footage, thankfully, if Krystal sees it, she’s used to catching us kissing. She said we often forget where we are. But it’s actually Krystal’s fault. She barges in and interrupts us.

It’s a good thing I didn’t start undressing Anya. It would’ve been even more chaotic, right?

“Oh my God, can’t you do this at home later?” Anya complained at the corner of her lips. But she didn’t resist when I continued. She even pressed the back of my neck to keep me close.

“You owe me because I’m making you lemon tea,” I said, lightly brushing her wet lips. Our foreheads touched, our breaths mixed, and our eyes couldn’t focus on anything but each other.

“Love you, Joice.” Those words will always resonate in me, no matter what our situation is. Because deep in my heart, there’s only Anya.

“Kiss me again,” she whispered.

As I did, with a rhythm slower and softer than before, I didn’t expect to be shocked by a scream from someone.

“OH MY GOD! HAVE YOU NO SHAME? GETTING FRISKY AT THE OFFICE!”