Rowan couldn't help but laugh when he heard his wife's condition. He found it adorable that she was willing to do something naughty regardless of how shy she was.“You are so cute." He pecked her cheek and patted her hair. “Maybe I will eat you later when we are at home. That way you would have any excuse to run away from me," he teased.A tinge of red spread across her face from his indelible words. She could die just from looking at that sleazy smile of his. “What...What are you going to do about the makeup?" she asked, gesturing to his kissey face and body.“My wife branded me, I will happily wear it around for everyone to see," he said with a cheeky smile.“No, you can't do that. I will wipe it off now." she reached out to hold his face but he immediately dodged her.“We are not going to argue about this Rowan. Come here now!" she yelled and he placed his hand on his chest pretending to me charmed.“I like it when you get sassy. But right now, I can't let you wipe off your label.
Camilla Stewart, Astrid certainly knew who she was. A fraud who ruined people's lives in exchange for cash. She was one of the illegitimate children born into the Wade family. And since she had no rightful position in the family, she was pawned to ruin others.Thanks to Grandma Wade's articulate knowledge of the entire family, Astrid was able to find out about Camilla.She ordered some guards to take her away and stayed back with her husband in his office alone.Gilbert sensed her mood was off and tried his best to avoid his boss's office and informed everyone else as well.Inside the exquisite looking office, Astrid and Rowan sat in silence. Mostly because Astrid was annoyed and he was trying to remain as calm as possible not to infuriate her more than she already was.“I feel sick," she muttered with a grumpy voice, breaking the suffocating silence between them.Rowan got up from his chair and moved to the mini counter stationed at a corner in his office. He grabbed a jug of water a
It took five minutes for Astrid to process what Grandma Wade had revealed to her. She couldn't believe that something like that was possible especially to someone raised with a golden spoon.In other words Rowan's life was in danger. It was only a matter of time for things to escalate and get worse, thereby putting her husband in a difficult position.“Who else knows about this Grandma?" she asked, holding her hand as anxiety took over her mind.“Only, Chef Gladline and you know about this. But I have made preparations to put his name in secret. Which means, people will find out sooner or later about his hereditary. You have to promise me that you won't let anyone know about you or your child when the time comes. I don't want anything bad to happen to any of you. So please promise me that you will protect yourself at all costs," She demanded.“I will never allow anyone to harm my child, husband or me. That person would have to cross the largest sea in order to do that," Astrid said, m
A nice warm coffee was all Astrid needed to start her day. After helping Noah prepare for school and making sure that he left early, she relaxed at home. Her main goal was to select wedding themes for her and Rowan to look over once he returned from work. Unknown to her, he was in a bit of a crisis. She hummed over a biscuit in her mouth as she glanced through wedding magazines for a style to pick.“You look beautiful today, child," Grandma Wade gently strode into the leisure room. Astrid dropped the magazine she was looking at and went to assist her, until she found a comfortable spot to sit down.“Thank you Grandma." Her cheeks heated up from the old lady's compliment. She shyly brushed her hair behind her ear and smiled like a cute puppy.“My beautiful granddaughter. I am so glad that Rowan brought you back to the family. I missed you a lot to the extent that I refused to talk to my block head grandson if he did not bring you back. Thank you for accepting his proposal," Grandma mu
Astrid woke up the next day wrapped in her husband's arms. They were clued to each other, skin to skin, under the sheets. She moves her upper body against him and uses her elbow as support on his chest. While he was asleep, observed his prince-like features and trailed her fingers on his face until she got to his lips.Memories of how his lips work on her body last night pulled in. She reddened immediately from the thought and decided to move away from him for her safety.But it was already too late, her little movements had woken him up. His hands moved around her waist keeping her in place on top of him.“Good morning, baby," he mumbled with a deep raspy voice. Her face flushed up and he chuckled loving the effect he had on her.“Um... good morning." Her hands rushed up to her face, embarrassed by how audacious she had been last night.Rowan made an attempt to remove her hands but she held onto tight and continued to hide her face.“Why wouldn't you let me see your face, baby?" He
“Let me get this straight. Rowan asked you to remarry him and you said no but then had sex with him," Rose summarized Astrid's story. They were at a spa house receiving a full body massage and facial treatment. Astrid hummed in response, enjoying the relaxing touch of her masseuse's hands.“Why? You should have just said yes. How long are you going to keep playing tag with him? That's frustrating you know," Rose said, gasping in relief after her masseuse hit a stress point on her body.Astrid had regained most of her memories about her best friend. It was hard to forget someone as cheerful and sunshine-like like Rose. She talked along, clung to Astrid like a Velcro strap whenever she wasn't indulged by Rowan or entertained by her fiance, Nelson. So it was easy to remember her faster than everyone else.“I just want him to suffer a little. He said he hurt me in the past. So he should get a taste of his own medicine," Astrid expressed her intention which Rose disapproved.“That was a
As days passed, Astrid began to adapt to her surroundings. She enjoyed spending time with those around her most especially, her dear husband.He made her happy. These triggered some of her memories to return. Although they were still hazy, she could remember names. However, his name didn't seem to bring good memories to her. Most of what she could remember was her crying and feeling desperate for his attention. During those times she had those flashbacks, she distanced herself from him.She didn't understand why she would feel horrible towards someone who she loved. The thought of being betrayed again frightened her. She wanted to be with Rowan as long as possible. So instead of prying and questioning her taunting memories, she decided to bury it deep in her heart.After all he loves her and that's what matters. She thought that if she pushed the bitter memories of her past behind she would be able to live happily with him.But then, memories like that were hard to forget. “My love.
Astrid cracked up when she noticed Delilah had turned pale from her threat. She couldn't believe that she would react to it thoughtfully.“I am sorry Doc," she said, laughing in between. “What's funny?" Delilah asked still shaken from her threat.“It was a joke. I am not a horrible person to do such a thing to my doctor. You see I received treatment from a doctor who toyed with my brain, switched my medication, and made me think I was someone. I am only being cautious that the same thing won't repeat itself. Please forgive me if I startled you," Astrid muttered with an apologetic smile. She didn't mean to scare the young doctor.But then she didn't want to be fooled by anyone again. She wants to get better, heal from her wounds, learn about her husband again, and remember her memories.Doctor Delilah let out a relieved laugh feeling embarrassed that she had fallen for her patient's prank. She brushed her hair behind her ear and placed the clipboard she was holding on the mini tea tab
"Welcome, Mrs. ...um." Astrid's therapist stared at her patient's chart. She was confused about how to address Astrid since she had two last names. Rowan and Astrid had not renewed their vows after they annulled their divorce prior to the accident. Rowan had plans of rectifying that later. But for now, he wanted Astrid to feel comfortable with him and others. Seeing her struggle with the names, Astrid placed her hand on the clipboard and gently pulled it down."Call me Astrid instead," She said, easing the doctor's burden.The doctor smiled at her and offered her a seat on her fluffy white sofa. Astrid noticed the white interior design in her office especially the russian poreclain dolls that sat on a stair-like shelf."I hope you don't mind the plain colour of my office. I like the colour white," the Doctor muttered when she noticed Astrid's roaming eyes."Not at all. It's simple and lovely." She smiled."Okay, would you like a cup of tea or coffee?" The doctor asked, walking over