PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT STAND

Finally, she became my wife.

Happy? Don’t even ask.

I’m extremely happy. Though, well… there were a lot of dramas. It wasn’t easy to be in Anya Joice’s life, I admit that. Trying to win her heart turned my world upside down. There was always something wrong. If I had remembered that I still had a promise to Krystal, I might have spilled everything as soon as I found out that Anya was pregnant with my child.

If I had revealed my true self then, I’m not sure my mission would have been executed perfectly. It wasn’t about anyone’s interests. Since I found out that there was a Blaxton heir inside her womb, I made Anya my top priority. But it wasn’t that simple, you know?

The situation at the office became quite tense. Even though it didn’t come to the surface, I knew Krystal was angry about what happened. Eventually, I remained the Cedric that Anya knew. Staying by her side, even if she often pushed me away, slapped me, scolded me, and made me feel like giving up.

I just had to wait for one more proof, and all the problems at Krystal’s office would be resolved. After that, I wouldn’t just let Anya go. It’s not that I wanted to give up, but sometimes Anya’s negative thoughts were overwhelming. It gave me a headache.

And then, when Papa and Mom finally found out. It was all because Krystal told them. I got scolded at the hospital and berated at home. Luckily, I really care about Krystal.

Papa slapped me hard, and my lip split. He said I had gone too far and made them ashamed. Well, what could I do? Seriously, Anya was such a temptation. Okay… fine… I have weak self-control.

As for Mom, she cried non-stop. That’s what made me feel incredibly guilty within the family. I’m Ibu’s pride, Papa’s youngest child even though I’m already an adult. I’m still the one who receives the most pampering. But I just tarnished their name like that. I regret it, but what can I do? Moreover, it’s Anya who’s pregnant. Feeling regretful might not be necessary.

“Who did you impregnate?” When Papa switches to question mode like this, I can’t do anything. My cheek was still stinging from his slap. And Ibu refused to let me hug her.

That night, I was interrogated thoroughly. Exactly a week after Anya fainted for the first time, and I finally became sure that she was pregnant with my child. Krystal didn’t believe it straight away, you know. I knew her mind was too logical to comprehend something that seemed absurd to her. But I swore I would prove that Anya, her beloved assistant, was indeed pregnant with my child.

And that’s when the drama unfolded at the hospital. Thankfully, Anya left immediately after I warned her that the security might ask Krystal to stop shouting. She was hysterical because Anya was the victim of my plan. Well, if you think about it, I was the victim of Anya’s seduction. She was just too tempting.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Perhaps Krystal thought I couldn’t get close to her assistant like that, huh?

“Anya, Dad. Krystal’s assistant.”

Papa growled while rubbing his chest. “Take responsibility, Cedric.”

I nodded firmly.

“Bring her here right away.”

And this is the problem. Anya is not the kind of woman who would cry and ask me to take responsibility!

“Immediately, Cedric,” he said again, making me swallow nervously. I asked for help from Krystal, but he just shrugged and didn’t want to help.

“Don’t let this problem drag on,” he said.

I nodded in agreement.

“Tomorrow, bring that girl here.”

I was caught off guard. “I can’t, Pa.”

“Why can’t you? You have to marry her, Cedric. We must know if a Blaxton family descendant is going to be born.”

“That’s not the only problem.”

Papa looked at me with an unfriendly gaze.

“It’s Anya. She knows that Cedric is Krystal’s office boy.”

“That’s your problem to deal with.”

“Pa,” I exclaimed in frustration. “If Cedric reveals his true identity now, everything we’ve worked for in the past year will fall apart.”

I saw both Papa, Mom, and Krystal seemed to contemplate what I just said.

“What’s clear is that you must bring that girl here immediately. By any means necessary.”

All I could do was nod. I didn’t know how to make Anya accept me. This battle was incredibly difficult. In the regular tenders I usually do for land or building acquisitions, when I just mention the name Blaxton, everything is resolved. However, it’s impossible to reveal that in front of Anya right now.

I thought that with her being pregnant with my child, her arrogance would decrease a bit or her ego would be touched. But that didn’t happen. It only made me even more confused about how to make her accept me, whether it’s me or the baby in her womb.

If you ask about my feelings, I’ve already declared that she’s only mine, right? That means my heart only calls out her name. From the beginning, I’ve impressed upon her that she’s the only one for my heart. I don’t need anyone else.

Her being pregnant is beyond my control. I made sure at that moment it wasn’t just me who wanted it. If I’m asked to take responsibility now, I’m more than willing to do it. Even if the way to do it is wrong, I still have time to prove myself. If Anya is the one, I want.

I have plenty of time to do that, right?

Talk less, do more.

“You’re lost in thought, Cedric?” she asked, making me startle. Her eyes, which were closed before, were now open and looking straight at me. Several times I woke up with her beside me. I never get bored and always pray that simple things like this will keep our love strong until we’re old. No boredom, no weariness, and no discomfort with each other.

That’s my real challenge. Anya doesn’t really want to open up about her personal life. It’s what often makes me suddenly confused because there are too many negative things occupying Anya’s mind. That’s not good. I have to reduce it. It’s not good for her mental health.

“Not lost in thought,” I said while gently stroking her furrowed forehead. Her lips pouted, seemingly asking for a kiss. “Still tired?”

She nodded softly. “My body feels completely drained.”

When her cuteness comes out, oh… my heart weakens! Krystal warned me that Anya is different. She’s not like other girls. I already felt and knew that clearly. It’s just that I wasn’t prepared to face her ton of strange behaviors. I thought she would be like an ordinary woman who could be melted with a lot of attention. Sure, sometimes I get some appreciation, but don’t expect it to last long.

Especially when her sassy side comes out. Oh God, my heart aches again.

“Okay, after breakfast, you rest again,” I said.

“Feed me,” she said while moving closer. “Didn’t you rub my belly last night?”

I chuckled. “Yes, to help you sleep better, right?”

She nodded. “That’s your duty.”

“I’ll ask room service to prepare breakfast, what do you want?”

This beautiful woman just smiled slightly. “I want you.”

I just shook my head. “Let’s have breakfast first.”

“I want you, Cedric.”

“What do you mean by that?” Having a wife as adorable as her is truly extraordinary, making my heart flutter. And strangely, what she says doesn’t always match with what I interpret from her words.

“Hug me.” Anya entered my embrace. She looked for a comfortable position without caring if something inside me was stirring. Damn it. Damn it. Two weeks before the event, I did take Anya for a routine check-up. Together with Papa and Mama, so they wouldn’t be too curious about their grandchild’s condition. But I didn’t ask about intimate things that might happen between us in the future. Like having sex, for example.

That didn’t even cross my mind.

Knowing that Baby is growing well, getting proper nutrition, the mother is happy, and soon we’ll officially have a legal bond, that’s more than enough.

But what am I experiencing now? Damn it! Such a temptation!!! Her slender fingers caress my chest. Again. Just like her usual habit, but this time it’s far more tempting! Seriously! Her fingers occasionally make small circles and make me lose focus on thinking.

“Joice,” I softly growled, trying to restrain her fingers from playfully gliding over my exposed body.

“Why, huh?”

“Don’t be like this.”

She just laughed. “It’s always wrong when I touch your chest. Why?”

“Are you intentionally teasing me?”

I’ve said it before, besides being moody and fierce, my most beautiful wife Anya can be so annoying. She blinked playfully as if she didn’t understand the meaning of my words. Acting innocent? Unable to resist, I gently positioned her beneath me. I held her hands beside her, but this move only made her smile mischievously.

“Be careful, Darling, Baby might get hurt.”

“In that case, don’t tease me, Joice.”

“If you do it gently, Darling, it won’t hurt.”

Since she started calling me ‘darling’, her voice has become a distraction, making it hard for me to concentrate. A mixture of sweetness, firmness, seeking attention, fierceness, dominance, and craving to be loved, all combined in her voice.

“Have I been rough before?” I asked while looking straight into her eyes.

“Uhm… the last time you did that.” She moistened her lips with a very tempting move. “That… was rough.”

Shit!

“So, were you completely drunk, half-drunk, or conscious?”

She giggled softly. “Drunk. But when we were doing it, I was conscious.”

“Why didn’t you refuse?” I was quite curious, to be honest. Not that I mind. When I made advances, she rejected me quite vehemently. Fortunately, I’m in love, so I could endure it.

“I don’t know… I was confused myself.”

I waited as it seemed Anya still wanted to talk.

“I felt hypnotized by you.”

“Because I’m handsome?”

She hesitated, and I chuckled.

“You weren’t handsome back then, but you were intriguing.”

Really?

“You intrigued my heart, made me unable to think of anything else except having you above me. Like now.”

“Are you serious now?” This is an open invitation, right? I hope I don’t misinterpret it again. Dealing with women is already mysterious enough, and on top of that, I’m facing the amazing Anya. Will my life ever be settled?

She nodded slowly. Her pale face slowly blushing. Making me even more flustered!

“If Baby gets disturbed, let me know.”

She nodded again.

Is there anything happier than this? After a long time, resisting Anya’s overpowering temptations, this time she surrendered beneath me.

“Tell me, Joice, if I’m being rough.”

“Shut up! Don’t take too long.”

I laughed. “I love being slow in my touch. So, you won’t forget how much I adore you. For the rest of my life.”

She couldn’t wait and quickly pulled me in to kiss her. She even playfully bit my lips! So… from the beginning, who couldn’t wait… me or Anya, huh?