All Chapters of How to Keep a Husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Good morning, baby," Alex cooed as he rubbed my head. "How does breakfast in bed sound?""Sounds like a plan." I murmured as I took the tray. "This looks delicious." I smiled, and he nodded. "Of course it does. I made it." He winked, and I blushed. I couldn't get over how happy I was with Alex, and I was really glad our lives were back to normal. “Enjoy your breakfast, love,” Alex said, his eyes twinkling with affection.“I will, thanks to the chef,” I replied, playfully raising my coffee mug in a toast.He laughed, a sound that warmed my heart. “Anything for you, darling.”“Alex,” I began, pausing to take a bite of the perfectly cooked eggs. “This is... amazing. You’ve outdone yourself.”He beamed at the compliment. “Well, I had a good reason. I wanted to start our day right.”“And you have,” I assured him, reaching across the bed to squeeze his hand. “Thank you, Alex.”His smile widened, and he leaned in to plant a soft kiss on my forehead. “Anything for you, baby. Always.”"So

After I practically sprinted out of the restaurant, I sat in my car and tried to compose myself. I didn’t think Paige would go that far, not in my wildest dreams. I was hurt and confused. All I was trying to do was give her some advice, and she just threw my issue back in my face. Tiffany was ringing my phone, but I ignored her. I was in no mood to talk. I just wanted to be alone. I decided it was best to go back home and try to relax. But some part of me felt like she was right. I didn’t have to go over to Nathan’s house, and I shouldn’t have done that. As I pulled up to my home, I thought about Alex and what it meant to be with him. I knew I had to come clean and apologize to him. I just didn’t know how. After I got out of the car, I went inside and met Alex in the kitchen. He had already started dinner. "Hey, back so soon?" He smiled when he saw me. That smile made me shiver. Here he was, happy to see me, but I had betrayed him."Alex, we need to talk." I said."What's wrong

Alex’s POVHer soft lips parted when she noticed me. Tears were cascading down her cheeks. She was too pretty to cry so why did she have to experience it so much. I wished for a better life for Annette, I wanted her happy all the time. When she told me about the kiss with Nathan, I was broken and hurt. How could she allow that to happen? I really couldn’t help the betrayal and anger I felt when I thought about it. But then I realized that she trusted me so much that she told me what happened and I knew she knew what the repercussions would be and she told me anyway. Nathan reached out to me a couple days ago and explained the situation. I knew my cousin well. I knew that he wouldn’t have given up Annie so easily. I knew that it wasn’t Annette’s fault. There she was, standing in front of me, surprise written all over her face. “Alex,” she whispered. “What are you doing here? This is not what it looks like,” she stated as more tears welled in her eyes. “I know.”“Nathan called m

I knew what I had to do now. I wanted Alex to feel better. I wanted him to know that he could trust me with his feelings and emotions. The morning of the anniversary, I woke up before Alex and collected a bouquet of fresh, beautiful flowers I had ordered. Ruth said that Alex would always buy Brianna pink carnations. Those were her favorite flowers. The night before, I had already prepared a picnic basket. Then I went and added a few more things this morning. When I arrived home, Alex had already taken a shower and was eating the breakfast I had made before I left. “Good morning, Annie,” he said.“Good morning Alex.”“Where did you go?” He asked. “I got these,” I showed him a bouquet of flowers and his eyes widened. “Annie……what are you doing?” He avoided eye contact and dropped his fork. “I’m here with you. I want you to talk to me. This time around is a little tougher but I want to be here for you. Please let me in. It’s not always okay to handle these things alone. Trust me.”

I clutched Alex's hand like a lifeline, my nails digging into his skin as another contraction ripped through me. My breathing came in shallow gasps, and all I could think was—this baby is not waiting. “I can’t—Alex, I can’t do this,” I sobbed, my voice shaking. “Yes, you can. Look at me, baby,” he said, kneeling beside me, brushing the damp strands of hair from my face. “You are the strongest woman I know. Breathe with me.” The beach crowd was thinning as people noticed something was wrong. A few strangers hovered nearby, offering help, but Paige waved them off as she kept me shaded under an umbrella. “Where’s the damn ambulance?” Tiffany growled into the phone. “We’re at Bayview Shore—*yes*, she’s in active labor!” “I don’t think we’re going to make it to the hospital,” Paige whispered, panic flickering in her eyes. “What do you mean we’re not—” I didn’t even finish before another wave of pain hit me, and this time, I screamed. Alex turned ghost-pale. “Baby… do you feel pressu