LOGINOkay, this must be a dream because… I started biting my inner cheeks, and when it didn't change anything, I started slapping my cheeks.
“Mrs. Roberts, you need to calm down.” The doctor said his voice was soft. “It's not a dream, it's true; your baby is alive and healthy.” The director reassured me, realizing how unsettled I was after hearing the news. Well, he seemed to be the only person I could trust for now. He had a wedding ring on his finger, and even though that never stopped a man, I still respected a married man, so, clearing my voice, I asked that the doctor and nurse give us the room. They didn't hesitate; the nurse said she would be back with my breakfast, and I nodded, thanking her in my heart, as I didn't have enough voice for her, but I was surely hungry—that I couldn't deny. “How are you feeling?” The director asked after the door was closed, and I forced a smile, shifting slightly, “The two nurses begged and told me your sister put them to the task.” “You can't call my sister, please. None of my family can know I'm here. I–” “I know; that’s the reason I didn’t call any of your family. I did my research on you; you're actually quite popular.” “For all the wrong reasons.” I scoffed. “No, no, no, I mean, apart from the surrogate part and the recent scandal, I read somewhere that you're a strong, good woman; you once saved your husband's company, the Roberts, not to mention you run his two restaurants here in ATL.” “Yes, um, thank you for this.” I saw what he was doing, he was trying to encourage me. “No problem, I’m sure you will be a good mother. Are you going to tell him?” He asked a question that I've been avoiding in my head. I didn't respond; I mean, there was nothing to say, as I wasn't sure he wanted this baby either, but for what it's worth, I will try. “Can I borrow your phone?” “Yes, sure, here…” He quickly reached into his pockets and got his phone, then, after unlocking it, he handed it to me. “She's lucky,” I said as his ring came into view. He looked at his finger for a moment, and a smile appeared on his lips. “I'm the lucky one.” He said, and I nodded before turning my focus to the phone screen, as for a second I wished Rodrigo and I were like that, but, well, just like it has always been, I was just a placeholder. “I am going to check on that breakfast and get you some clean clothes, and remember, you can come with me today if you can't face your family. My wife will be—” “Happy to have you, whoever you are. Nice to meet you.” He was cut off by a beautiful blonde woman who came in without knocking. Well, she walked straight to him and kissed him, and looking at her finger, I quickly figured she was his wife. “Honey, I wasn't expecting you.” He asked, placing his hands on her waist. “Well, you said you were very worried for this patient; you even slept here. I had to come and see for myself—oh my god, is this Valeria Wilson?” She gasped when she faced me. Now, I didn't like that I was literally trending on the news as a crazy woman, so I looked away as tears started pricking the corners of my eyes. “Honey, let’s give her a moment.” I heard the director say, and the wife agreed immediately as they left. I knew that when I heard the door slam. “Hold it, Val, hold it…” I covered my mouth, stopping the sobs from escaping my mouth. “You're pregnant; you have to be strong for your baby,” I whispered, and it worked, as I suddenly felt a rush of energy. Taking advantage of that, I concentrated on what I wanted to do. First, I logged in with my details so I could have access to my photos, as I had pictures of all my credit cards. It was easy to log into my bank account then, and seeing none of my money was taken or frozen, I still had a quarter of a million, which was surely not enough living in Atlanta, especially with a baby on the way, as I wasn't sure what the Wilsons and Roberts had in store for me. I logged into my cryptocurrency account and saw I only had about a hundred thousand worth of currency. Now, this is a smart way to keep money if you're from a family like mine. Well, it wasn't enough, so with one plan, I tried to buy more, but it was declined. I needed about a million, at least, before I went and told Rodrigo I hadn't lost his baby. I first had to make sure I had money hidden in case he was in on it with them. I knew I was wasting minutes, so I asked the nurse to place the tray of food on my lap, and I started eating because, well, I was starved, but while I was holding food in my right hand, my left had dialed my bank contact. “Valeria Roberts, I tried to pay for cryptocurrency, but it was declined. Now, before that, I made sure to check my balance, and I have more than two hundred thousand. Also, there was no alert about my account having problems.” “Alright, Mrs. Roberts, just give me a moment.” The bank customer care person said, and I nodded my head even when she couldn't see me since my mouth was stuffed with food. She sure took a damn minute before asking if I was still on the line. “I'm here, so can I buy my cryptocurrency now?” I wanted to do this now before they freeze my accounts. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Roberts, but you can’t do anything with that account.” “Excuse me?” “Your husband, or rather, ex-husband—” “Ex-husband?” I don't remember signing any divorce papers. “Yes, Mr. Roberts asked us to freeze all your accounts, including the ones from other banks. He said you are not in a state to make any financial decisions, so to get this sorted, you would have to speak to him.” “Are you serious right now?” “I'm sorry, Mrs., but my hands are tied.” “I’m the owner of the account.” “Really sorry, now would you like me to help you with some–” I ended the call in her ear, the audacity. Shit. Hmm, I guess there's only one thing to do. Meet my husband!Hi everyone🌸I’m honestly shocked and so grateful for how you’re treating this book. My previous book, Divorce? His Biggest Mistake, didn’t get this kind of understanding; when the female lead gave (or almost gave) the male lead a second chance, many readers were upset.Here, though, you’ve all been so supportive, and it really means the world to me. I can see it not just from the few comments, but from the votes; the way they’ve gone up tells me you’re standing behind Valeria’s decision. 💛 I just follow my characters wherever they take me, and sometimes I don’t agree with their choices, but that’s the beauty of being an author lol.About that skipped erotica chapter, I wasn’t sure about sharing it before, and sharing it now would confuse you, but next time, I won’t hold back—if there is a next time. 😉And yes, this month, I’m finishing this book! Get ready for chapters to pile up; make sure your coins and internet are ready!I hope this note doesn’t cost too many coins since it’s
R O D R I G OI don’t know if women get even more beautiful when they’re married, but I can for sure say this about my wife. Hair down on her shoulders, cherry lips, a little smile on, a thin necklace that looked like it was made for her.I don’t know if it’s because, when we were married years ago, she never really wore professional clothes like this. Back then, she was a stay-at-home wife, always in casual clothes, taking care of Anthony. But now, the little white shirt under her official look made her breathtaking—actually intimidating.If I was to go with my mind right now, I’d just run out. But no, I was a man. I could do this. Rejection was the least of my worries. Still, my goodness, after last night, I don’t think it’s possible to stay away from her. I will absolutely lose my mind if she rejects me now.“Mr. Roberts.”Her voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Quickly, I cleared my throat and started explaining what was about to happen.“I thought you gave me a ring already,” sh
R O D R I G OI awoke to the ringing sound of my own cellphone, my head still buried in the pillow, reaching for the table with one hand. I picked up, still half-asleep.“Good morning, Mr Roberts. I have your suit and a cup of coffee.”“Jennifer?” I croaked, recognising my personal assistant.“Yes, sir.”“What day is it?” I turned around, and as she was about to answer, I jumped up, realising Valeria was not with me. “Bring it up,” I said quickly, calling Valeria's name before my mind could spiral. When I saw she was not in the bathroom, I reached for my phone, almost ready to dial her, when a knock stopped me.I thought it was her, that she had gone for breakfast and returned, so without thinking, I walked to the door. I opened it, then shut it again when I found it was not Valeria but Jennifer. I was caught in my own confusion.“I’m so sorry, sir.” I heard her apologise, but I didn’t respond. I was about to press the call button when she added something.“What did you say?”“The rec
Rodrigo was everything I imagined–no, even better. Last time this happened, he was a bit intoxicated, and it really was just rushed. Although I still remember it being the best night of my life, seven years kind of erased that. Carlos helped me forget, but now, after last night, I don’t think I ever will.My legs up on his shoulders, my toes in his mouth, God, he was an animal. And apparently, I was so into that because I came like three times before he did. I even squirted, and I have never squirted with a man before. It only happens when I’m playing with myself, but apparently Rodrigo knew that specific spot.Not that Carlos wasn’t good, he was amazing. He knew how to treat me, but it annoyed me how gentle he always was, how he’d ask every now and then if I was okay, like I was a virgin.Theo was good too, even better than Carlos, but I believe you have to have some feelings for a person to have good sex. That’s why I could tolerate Carlos. But Rodrigo… God, I’m not sure if it’s bec
Will you believe me if I tell you Rodrigo and I have never really genuinely kissed before? I mean, make out like a couple –tongue and all that, like we only had that one-night stand that resulted in Parker; otherwise, he always treated me like his sister. Yeah, I was his sister-in-law, but when I started falling for him, I fantasised about all those moments.In public, he would just give me a dry peck, enough to get the press talking, but never passionate, if you know what I mean. And right now, sitting on this bed, watching him gulp that water down his throat, I don’t know if it’s pregnancy hormones, but it was surely doing something to me.“Valeria?” He didn’t raise his voice, but it was enough to snap me out of it.“Yeah, um, sure – sup?” Awkwardly, I scratched the back of my head.“I’m asking if you’d like to order room service.” He stood up, eyes softly looking at me, and for a moment, I found myself watching his lips. “I mean, we are married, so I guess we can celebrate, with ch
**“He loves you.” Christian’s voice shook me out of the daze I’d fallen into. This just didn’t seem right to me. “And this place is safe. I checked everywhere. I’ll just turn the bed, and you’re good,” he added, making me stand to my feet as he came toward the bed, the intention to change its position clear.“You’ve always protected me,” I said, walking to the other side so I could give him enough space to move the bed around.“Just… doing my job,” he answered, his voice heavy, now pushing the bed.“This is more than doing your job. Really, thank you.” I meant that—but I had another intention behind the words.“I failed you earlier. If she hadn’t located you, I don’t even know what could have happened. Do you know how crazy Rodrigo went looking for you?”“Yeah, I’m his fiancée.” I meant it as a joke, laughing a little, but he didn’t seem to find it funny.“Seriously, I think the years you guys were apart made him realise what he had lost.”“Oh no, please don’t tell me you think—”“He







