Chapter 32

Five months later. Kenneth called and said he was discussing business outside, and he would come back later. Okay, I'll won’t wait. I have classes to go to. So after my last class, when I got home home, my mom told me that she took the child to her place.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"It was a last-minute decision. Just take a good rest for two days."
What rest? I don't need rest. As soon as I turned on the lights, I saw roses covering the entrance. I had a feeling in my heart, and suddenly my heartbeat accelerated. I followed the roses and walked inside, and came to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Kenneth was wearing a robe, as if he had just taken a shower. His hair was still dripping, and he was casually sitting on the sofa in the bedroom.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
He lazily looked at me, "Isn't it hard to guess? Today is my birthday."
"Huh? It's your birthday?" I really did forget.
"Should I order a cake for you?"
"You forgot, so what's the point of ordering a cake?"
"Next time, I will definitely remember." I started to make empty promises.
"Mhm, and then?" He slowly approached me, with a look as if he was waiting for me to continue making things up.
"Make you a meal?" I weakly took two steps back.
"What are you hiding from?" He looked at me with a teasing smile.
"I'm not hiding, it's just..." Because he was getting too close, I could clearly see his jawline and Adam's apple, and further down. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.
"You haven't made me a meal yet, are you starving yourself?" He looked at me with a playful smile.
"No." I was scared and took another step back.
In these six months, besides occasional kissing, we haven't done anything else. Even when we sleep together, we're exhausted from taking care of the baby, and we don't want to do anything else. But at this moment, all kinds of feelings started to surge, and my heartbeat accelerated frantically.
"Really?" He took my hand and placed it on his abdomen. "It doesn't seem like it."
"I..." I really wanted to stay calm.
"Don't hold back." He lowered his head to look at me. "You know, I have always been unconditionally submissive to you, my love."
The mention of "my love" made my blood pressure shoot up. I couldn't think seriously anymore. Well, all my defenses collapsed. In front of a handsome man with a great body, who also happened to be my husband, I couldn't resist. I mustered my courage and kissed him on the face. He smiled with satisfaction.
"Do you like it when I call you like this?" He lowered his head and kissed me.
"Can we stop talking?" My heart was beating too fast.
"Alright, I'll listen to you, babe."
He laughed recklessly. I was going crazy. Halfway through, he turned his face away. "Will you take handle everything tomorrow morning?"
Me: “Of course, I will." I was already in a daze, and I would agree to anything he said.
"Then let's get marry again."
This jerk used such a tactic to pressure me. I looked at his eight-pack abs and nodded tearfully.
This time, he didn't wait and kissed me again, taking control.
The next morning, I couldn't get up at all. But he had already gotten up early and he played a recording for me.
"You said it last night, no backing out." As I listened to the "evidence" in the recording, I cursed myself for being careless and falling into someone's trap.
"Kenneth, you!"
"You called me your husband last night, and now you want to pretend it didn't happen?"
I blushed with embarrassment.
Kenneth: "Well, since that's the case, I don't mind giving myself to you again, countless times."
Me: "Enough, stop talking."
He looked at me meaningfully. "Should I be mute? Love, you have unique tastes."
"Kenneth!"
"Call me husband."
"Husband."
"Mmm, baby." He leaned down to kiss me. "I love you."
So the time for getting out of bed was delayed and delayed until my mom came back with the baby in the afternoon.
During dinner, my mom asked me quietly, "Did you two get marry again?"
"I don't think so..." I wasn't so sure.
"Well, it's understandable. You went through pregnancy and childbirth alone, you can't forgive him easily." My mom was indignant.
Just then, Kenneth glanced over in our direction, and my mom quickly shut up. He looked at me thoughtfully and in the next second, he walked over.
"Mom, you mentioned that limited edition Hermes bag last time. I had someone buy it for you. Should I have it delivered this afternoon?"
"Wow! My son-in-law is the best!" My mom's face lit up.
"Well... Mom, about me and Grace." Kenneth hinted.
"Well, Grace, dear, being a child's father is such a tiring job. Don't create trouble. As for your getting back together, it's not accurate to say that since you never even divorced in the first place, so let's not bring it up, okay?"
I was speechless.
"Mom, didn't you just say..." Suddenly, I was left completely alone.
"Did I say anything just now? No, I didn't." My mom betrayed me in an instant. "Little Xie, did the bag arrive yet?"
"It's being delivered right now." Kenneth said with a smirk. Speaking like that, he looked at me smugly. My mom didn't even pay attention to me and rushed out. Kenneth walked over, hugged my waist, lowered his head, and rested his chin on my forehead.
"Are you still going to resist?"
"All you know is bribing my mom with money, but you never bribe me." I really had no words.
"Do you need money to bribe you?" He smiled at me. "Isn't giving myself to you enough?"
"Not enough!" I wanted money!
"You silly, once you have me, all my money is yours."
"Really?!"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
"You've lied to me plenty of times."
I tried to push him away, but he seemed to think of something and suddenly laughed unabashedly. "Except last night, of course."
He still had the nerve.
Yesterday, he told me to sleep early. At 3 a.m., he still hadn't changed his words.
"How can that be considered a lie from last night? It's a well-intentioned lie."
"Get lost!"
"Love."
"Get lost, don't call me."
"Love."
"You're really annoying. When are you going on a business trip?" He had completely gotten on my nerves.
"Do you want me to go on a business trip? What do you mean?" Now he was unhappy.
"Work hard to earn money and support our child. What else could it mean?"
"No need, even if we have ten more kids, it's enough."
He really was wealthy and powerful...
Two years later - I rushed into his office and threw a pregnancy test stick on his desk.
"Kenneth, how do you explain this? You said you wouldn't have any more children."
His expression became serious, and he held the pregnancy test stick with his slender fingers, lost in thought.
"On your birthday?" he asked me in return.
"How would I know?" I was speechless.
"As a gift, I didn't do wear anything." He smiled helplessly.
I felt a sinking feeling in my heart. This man had no shame!
"In any case, I don't want to have it."
He lifted his head and smiled, trying to coax me.
"In the next life, and the next life after, I'll give you ten children, my wife."
I didn't believe him for a second. I had firmly made up my mind not to have it, but this scoundrel bought me a designer bag at night, bought me a villa, and sweet-talked me all night long. I didn't want to have it either, but he was giving me too much. So I decided to have one last one. Half a month later, I didn't go crazy, someone else did.
"Grace, I won't have a third child anymore. I don't want to be a celibate for another year."
He leaned against the door, looking pitiful.
"You brought this upon yourself." I tried to close the door. He extended a hand and stubbornly blocked it. "What if I just sleep next to you without doing anything?"
"No, you disturb my sleep."
He became a bit impatient. "Not letting your husband sleep in the bedroom, that's a new type of domestic violence."
"Do you want to continue having a third child?" I teased him.
"Forget it!" He looked frustrated and went to the guest room with the blanket. I heard that someone went to the doctor to get a vasectomy the next day.
Serves him right.