Moriah slept straight until morning. When she woke up in the morning she felt a heavy arm over her baby bump. It occurred to her that Cindy joined her in the bed. She smiled at how her friend protected her. Opening her eyes, she gasped to see a big hand, a man's hand. Her initial reaction was to look who it was and her eyes met Ethan's blue eyes. "You…" she pushed him away from her. "What are you doing in my room?" She asked angrily at him. "It's my room as well," Ethan gave her his boyish grin, remembering she once told him that she loves it when she sees him with his boyish grin. However, Moriah wasn't in the least moved by his boyish grin. She looked around and recognized it was their room. She got up as if she had been scorched at the thought that he and Hazel used the room when she was away. The room no longer belongs to them. "Where are you going?" Ethan engulfed her body in his arms. "I'm going home," she answered curtly as she tried her best to be released from his hold
Ethan knew better than to agitate her. "Alright, get dressed and we’ll have breakfast before sending you to work." They had a rather quiet breakfast as no one talked. Even their whole trip from home to the hospital was totally silent. When the car pulled up in front of the hospital, Moriah alighted from the car without throwing a glance at her husband. Ethan took a deep breath, trying to contain the frustration swirling inside his chest. He took his phone and made a call. "Matthew, make sure that the bodyguards keep an eye on my wife. I don't want anything to happen to her and make sure she won't run away again," he barked his order and hung up the phone. 30 minutes before the employees clock out, while he was reviewing a document, Ethan heard a knock. "Come in," he said as he put down the document on his desk. "Sir, you have a business dinner, with Mr Okinawa," Cameron said, reminding him of his appointment. Ethan rubbed his temple. Hazel came in and saw Ethan massage his temp
Ethan hugged Moriah when he lay on the bed. Moriah let him hug her as she was too lazy and exhausted to remove his arm around her and drifted off to sleep. In the morning when Moriah woke up. Ethan came in with a bed tray. “Good morning, wife,” Ethan placed the tray on the chair and helped Moriah sit. He kissed her forehead, after that he crouched down. “Good morning, son,” he kissed her baby bump. Moriah blinked, but she didn’t allow her heart to soften. “I made this for you,” Ethan said and placed the tray on her lap. Moriah started to eat, she ate the breakfast he prepared, for the sake of the child. If she wasn’t pregnant, she wouldn't touch it.After she finished her breakfast, Ethan took away the tray.“Ethan,” she said, Ethan was surprised as she called him by his first name again. Ethan brushed his knuckles on her cheek. “What do you want, love?” It took all of her will power to suppress the urge to roll her eyes, hearing him call her “love” “I want to stay with Cindy,
Not wanting to be rude, she accepted the flower nevertheless, she had not given time to appreciate the flower and placed it on the island and took out the plates and cutleries. “Let me help you,” Ethan said and was about to take the plates from her, but Moriah put them on top of the island. It wasn’t hard for Ethan to guess, he knew that she didn't want him to touch her. He took the plates and brought it to the table. He came back and took the cups. During the dinner, Zachary and Cindy had their usual bantering. “Cindy, you have to learn from Moriah how to cook. Your cooking skill is good only for the dogs,” Zachary remarked. “That’s why you like the food I prepared for you,” Cindy retorted. Moriah choked at Cindy’s come back and started to cough. Ethan patted her back and Moriah straightened up, her back was stiff as a board as it tensed up. She looked up to him, Ethan caught sight of the repugnance flickered in her eyes and stopped stroking her back altogether. “Here, drink it
“I’m sorry, that’s all I could do to help you,” Cindy said to Ethan when she learned that Moriah didn’t come to see him, instead flew to Manchester. “I’ve already lied to her that you're seriously ill.” Ethan's face darkened at the thought that she never cared about him. “Thank you for helping, anyway.” “Okay,” Cindy said and gave the phone to Zachary. Ethan was pacing back and forth in his office when his phone rang. He frowned when he saw that it was his dad who was calling. “Where are you?” Brandon asked, exasperation seeped through his voice, Ethan was taken aback to hear his tone as his dad never was like this to him when having a phone call. “I’m in my office,” he replied and sighed, holding himself back in replying to him rudely. “Your wife is here, actually anytime soon she’s going to be your ex - wife,” Brandon said, as he couldn’t contain his anger and already spilled over. “That won’t happen,” Ethan said in between his clenched teeth. Brandon snickered. “That is if y
Exhausted, Moriah drifted to sleep while she was being cleaned. The sun was beginning to set when she woke from her sleep as she heard her son cry. As she was trying to sit, a pair of strong arms helped her. Moriah looked up and saw her dashing husband’s face. Though she wanted to push him, she couldn't do it as she had no energy to do it. “Mommy, feed your baby,” a nurse said, smiling. Moriah took her son from her. Moriah was shy to feed her son as Ethan was in the room. Sensing her apprehension, the nurse chuckled and said, “You don’t have to be shy, we’re both women and it’s your husband who is only here. Don’t tell me you're still too shy for him to see your breasts.” Moriah pale face stained red, Ethan lips twitched. Moriah glared at him and gestured for him to turn around which he did without protesting. His son has been already hungry and needed to be fed thus, he gave up the idea of teasing Moriah. Moriah was wary while feeding her son, she hid her breast from Ethan’s sight
Ethan was packing their things as Moriah was to be discharged from the hospital. When he was about to carry Moriah in his arms, she declined and requested for a wheelchair. Ethan pushed Moriah's wheelchair while Fiona followed behind them carrying her grandson. Moriah stopped Ethan when he was about to lift her from the wheelchair. She stood up and boarded the car. When they reached the villa, Brandon and a handsome bodyguard who was the same age as Ethan stood beside him. Moriah got out of the car and Ethan crouched down to carry her in his arms. "No," Moriah said before he could touch her. "I like to walk." "But, you're still weak," Ethan objected. Brandon smiled. "Kirk, bring Moriah into the guest room just across our room," Brandon ordered the man beside him. Kirk came near Moriah and was about to lift her in his arms, but was stopped by Ethan. "No," he roared. His voice echoed in the empty space like an angry lion. Brandon smirked while Fiona looked at her grandson who
Ethan hugged Moriah after listening to the recording. Moriah couldn't contain her revulsion over his touch, thus her body reacted and cringed. "Don't believe it, they are all lies" Ethan said, his body trembling. "Lies?" Moriah chuckled and extricated herself from him. She put a great distance between them as she didn't want him to touch her. "They aren't lies. I heard her screaming your name in pleasure mingled with your groan. And based on your performance you could really make a woman scream your name." Ethan grinned at her last sentence. "So you're proud that your mistress screamed your name while you were into it. You're really shameless" Moriah said in disgust. Ethan chuckled. "I'm delighted you knew my performance wife." "You're disgusting," Moriah put her hands over her ears as the moans and groans she heard that night rang in her ears. She slumped onto the floor as her body trembled. She can't take the torture anymore those sounds haunted her, mocked her and taunted her