Chapter 7

Kya POV

When I woke up to the morning light of the Moon Goddess Festival, Owen was downstairs, looking as lively as ever.

Ash was following him, carrying a pile of gift bags.

"Baby, did you miss me? Take a look at what I got for you," Owen said as he walked in, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my chin.

He still smelled like the familiar ocean scent. I used to think it was refreshing, like endless summer, but now, it just felt sticky and fishy.

"Let me see," I said, pretending to be happy as I unwrapped the gifts and gently pushed him away.

There were cinnamon cookies I used to love and a pair of emerald earrings I had once liked.

Was he trying to make up for his guilt with gifts? It’s just an old trick men use.

Before my mother passed away, she had many useless gifts that my father had given her. But those jewels that once hung around her neck now adorned another woman.

"I’ll put these on for you," Owen said, holding the earrings to my ears "See? Don't they match your eyes perfectly? But no gem can be as beautiful as your eyes."

"Is that so?" I scoffed.

"Don't you like them?" Owen quickly picked up on my mood.

"I do," I forced a smile.

I used to like them, just like I once liked the person in front of me, but that was in the past.

I looked at us in the mirror, a radiant young couple. But when I thought about the hands that were pinching my earlobes, had been fondling another woman last night, a wave of nausea hit me.

I couldn’t help but gag.

"Kya, what’s wrong?" Owen asked, clearly worried.

"Nothing. Maybe I just didn’t have breakfast today."

"Could it be... could you be pregnant?" Owen asked with a hopeful and joyful look in his eyes. "Once the Moon Goddess Festival is over, I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up!"

"How could that be?"

"You used to say you wanted to enjoy our time alone, and I agreed. Now, do you think we should consider having a child?" Owen said as he pulled me closer, his hand rubbing my stomach.

"Let’s wait a little longer, you’re so busy right now," I tried to pull away from him, but he just held me tighter.

"No matter how busy I am, I’ll still make time to have a child with you." He slid his hand under my shirt. "It’s all my fault. I’ve been spending too little time with you lately. I promise, today I’m all yours. Do you think our first child will be a boy or a girl?"

If he had asked me to have a baby three months ago, I would have smiled and said, "Let’s have a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, I’d love them both!"

But now, carrying this man's child would be even harder to bear than watching him sleep with Lina.

Before I could answer, a servant interrupted us.

"Luna Kya, someone sent you a package."

"What is it?" Owen released me and stepped forward to grab the package from the servant.

"Oh, it’s some massage oil I ordered online."

I nervously took the package from Owen's hand and set it on the table. I couldn’t let him know it was the potion the witch made for me to mask my scent.

"After the Moon Goddess Festival tonight, I’ll give you a massage!" Owen said, stuffing a cinnamon cookie into my mouth. "You’re not allowed to skip breakfast again. I’ll make you some fruit yogurt."

I nodded, but as soon as I sat down at the table, his phone rang.

He picked up the call, his brow furrowing slightly. After a brief conversation, he smiled apologetically at me. "Sorry, I need to grab a document from the car, I’ll be right back."

I watched his retreating figure, feeling like something was off, but I didn’t want to pursue it.

I walked into the kitchen alone, intending to make a simple fried egg.

I glanced out of the kitchen window and froze.

I saw the one person I never wanted to see—Lina, standing in the Villa’s backyard.

They had been sneaking around in hotels, dungeons, tennis courts, and hospitals, but now, she had the audacity to come to my house openly!