All Chapters of THROUGH THE WIND AND THE RAIN (ENGLISH): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Her eyes widened slowly. Wow, this idiot, is he seriously planning to make her into a baby factory?But strangely, the thought sent a thrilling kind of chill down her spine. Not in a bad way, but in a strangely exciting one. Like a warm current running through her veins. Cayson wanted her to be the mother of his son. He wanted her to carry his second child. He did not want anyone else to bear his child. Only her.Oh, even if it was just a vision in her head, she could already picture their children running and playing in the mansion’s garden. A girl and a boy. The image danced vividly in her mind. She could not contain the excitement welling up inside her.But she did not want him to see the joy written across her face. Even if he seemed to be suggesting that she become a full-time baby-maker for the duration

Two days. That was how long Cayson had not returned home after the day they went to the OB clinic for Rome’s ultrasound appointment.If he hadn’t called to check on her every now and then, she might have already panicked, worrying something bad had happened to him. He would call just to ask how she was, if she had eaten properly, or if she needed anything. But those were short, clipped calls, never giving her the chance to speak at length. She had the urge to ask when he would be coming home, but she didn’t want to hear him repeat what he had already said before; to go over the terms again before she started asking personal questions.Even Althea Montemayor would check in from time to time, asking about the baby. Rome would end up sending Cayson a message to relay updates, only to find out later that he had personally called his grandmother to

Rome was utterly exhausted by the time she returned to the mansion that evening. After unexpectedly running into Precilla at the department store earlier that day, the other woman had invited her to grab a cup of coffee. To avoid answering questions about the father of her unborn child, Rome politely declined and told her she had somewhere else to be.Precilla had asked for her number, saying she would call her soon to set up a coffee date.Rome gave her the number, but she had no intention of meeting up.Not only did she not want to revisit the topic of her baby's father, she also felt increasingly small whenever she was around Precilla. The woman looked like a real-life princess, while she, Rome, felt like some ordinary girl off the street who had swallowed a watermelon. Her pride couldn't bear sitting beside her

Everyone was already at the hotel’s restaurant when they arrived. They were twenty minutes late, only because neither of them wanted to let go of each other after the fiery moments they shared.She wanted to stay in bed, and Cayson had agreed, thinking it was a wonderful idea. But Connie called, reminding them that the whole family was already on their way to the hotel.It was too late to cancel dinner just because they wanted to stay locked in the room.Cayson supported her all the way to the hotel restaurant. His hands never left her body, and she could not stop smiling. She felt like the most beautiful woman in his eyes.She had let Cayson pick out the dress she would wear for the evening, and after she had gotten ready, all he could say were words of admiration

Rome tried to carry on like everything was normal in the days that followed. But every time Cayson left the house for work, she couldn’t help but suspect the worst. She knew he was going to the office, but a voice in the back of her head whispered that he might be meeting with Precilla instead.Oh, that woman.Connie had invited her several times to go out with Precilla, but Rome refused every single time. She would rather stay cooped up in the mansion, stuck in a dull routine, than sit across a table from that snake. The very idea was intolerable.And Cayson? She was angry with him, too. But she had to act like she wasn’t. After all, she had no right. They had signed terms. They had an agreement.Still, that anger melted every time he was gentle with h