He shouldn’t have abandoned her and hurt her just because his dumb feelings were challenged.
After wiping her clean and changing her clothes, John turned the lights off and lay with her. Sophia went into his
arms, and John closed his eyes, but he couldn’t sleep.
He thought about his Aunt Jennifer, then he thought about Dylan. When they met in the company a few days ago,
he asked John a question. It wasn’t an aggressive one, just a normal ‘Are you happy?’
John thought it was hard to answer that. ‘Happy’ was an understatement for the life he was living these days. Now,
he had something to look forward to every day. He had a goal, and his life was more colorful than ever. ‘Happy’
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwould reduce it to a singular feeling.
Then, Dylan said, “If you feel that you’re happy, then thank me.”
John didn’t retort. If Dylan would feel better by thinking that way, then John would let him, though John firmly
believed that he earned his happiness.
Once, Sophia had given up on him, but he stubbornly won her back; nobody gave her up for him or helped him. The
Constance couple slept in each other’s arms, then Sophia grunted in the dead of the night.
Awakened by the sudden noise, John quickly sat up. “What’s wrong?”
“My leg is cramping.” Sophia didn’t even open her eyes.
John quickly straightened up. “Which leg? I’ll give it a rub.”
Sophia groggily extended her cramped leg to John, and he massaged it for her. Buoyed by how good it felt, Sophia
drifted to sleep quickly
John kept it up for a while, and when Sophia didn’t stir, he tucked her in again. When she felt him beside her, Sophia
hugged him and rubbed her face against his neck before going back to sleep. John just had to kiss her after that,
for she could always hit that sweet spot. After that, John stayed awake for a long time, worried that Sophia would be
unwell. Even when morning came, Sophia stayed in bed. She was curled up, and half her head was covered. Her
belly was hidden, and nobody could see that she was pregnant. This vulnerable state was enticing John, but he
refrained from doing it. Then, he was reminded of the second day of their first marriage. One night ago, Sophia lost
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was now the next morning. John stopped to stare at her, forgetting about going to the bathroom. If she’s going to
give birth to a daughter who looks just like her, I’ll be the happiest man in the world. Sophia only woke up in the
afternoon, and her leg was still throbbing thanks to the cramp last night. After thumping on it for a while, she
turned around to see a slip of paper on the bedside. It was from John. Slips? Seriously, what age does he live
in? Sophia laughed. In the note, John didn’t say anything important. He only reminded Sophia to eat and sleep well.
Also, he told her he’d take a break after delegating the work so he could spend time with her at home, and he even
childishly drew a heart at the end of the message.