All Chapters of Be Mine, Once More: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

BMOM ➭ 081ꕤꕤꕤARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” –“My friend!!! Long time no see! I hope you brought me something? You’re so shameless if you didn’t!” I glanced around to see if anyone overheard this loudmouth. A few employees walking in with us turned their heads.“Oh, here! Your mouth, seriously! Instead of keeping this gift just for you, it’ll get split up because of how loud you are. If anyone asks, I’ll still give you what’s meant for you.” I handed her the eco bag full of goodies and rolled my eyes.“Oops, sorry! Hehe. I thought I was on low volume—guess not! Love you, friend! You’re the best friend in the whole wide world!” she said cheerfully, linking her arm with mine.“Tse! So what’s the gossip while I was gone? Don’t tell me you’ve been flirting with Sven again?” I asked Lovebel suspiciously.“Hey, no my friend! I’ve got a new target lock now. Papa Sven’s always spaced out lately. I swear he’s mentally having sex 24/7. Hehe.” She even covered her mouth while laughing.“Keep that be

BMOM ➭ 083 **WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!****Please skip this chapter if you're not comfortable with this type of content. There's no need to comment if you don't like it. Thank you!**ꕤꕤꕤARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” –"I just want to understand, hon. You say you love me, you agree to what happens between us, but why can't you leave him? I want so badly to shout to the world that you're mine alone." The deep pain was clear in his eyes.What were just a few tears earlier now flowed freely. I wiped them away with my thumb, looking at him with a heavy heart. It hurt me, too, to see the pain in his eyes. I understood because I used to feel the same whenever I saw him crying while staring at a picture of Yasmine.I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, and I wondered if I should finally tell him the truth. I felt guilty, but I needed to talk to Sven first."Why can't it be me again, hon?" he asked sadly. He bowed his head, trying to hide his tears.I didn't answer his question. Instead, I initia

BMOM ➭ 085ꕤꕤꕤARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” –“I think you already have an idea why I wanted to talk to you.”I said seriously to Sven. We had just finished dinner at an alfresco dining spot.“Yeah. I know you saw me and Zabrynna talking that night. What do you want to know, Mai?” Sven replied just as seriously, sipping his drink.“I’ll get straight to the point, Sven. I heard Zabrynna told you she’s pregnant. What I want to know is—are you the father? I want an honest answer.”I looked him straight in the eyes. I didn’t see fear or anxiety in him. He was calm, but clearly deep in thought.“Sven?” I called his attention when he didn’t respond.“Sorry, Mai. I was just thinking.” He seemed spaced out.“Are you the father?” I asked again.“If I were, what would you do?” He turned to me and locked eyes.“I’d punch you.” I said without a smile. And I meant it.Sven laughed, so I raised an eyebrow at him.“Why are you laughing?” I asked sharply, starting to get annoyed.“Haha! Good thing I’m no

BMOM ➭ 087ꕤꕤꕤARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” –Not long after, help arrived. I thought Sven had called for assistance, but he said he hadn’t.When I spoke to one of them, they said they just happened to pass by and saw us. I shrugged—what mattered was that we could finally head home, because my dragon husband was probably already throwing a fit. Jasper said he was already at my unit.It was nearly midnight when we reached the condo. I told Sven to head straight to bed—I didn’t want him stepping into my unit. Jasper would definitely punch him.“I’m really sorry, Mai. I don’t know why the tire went flat—it was fine when I left earlier. I’m really sorry.” Sven said, scratching the back of his neck. He walked me to my door.“It’s not your fault, Sven. What matters is we got home safely. Don’t worry about it. I’m heading in now. Sorry I won’t invite you for tea—I’m really sleepy.”“Ah, yeah. No worries. Sorry again. Good night, Mai.”“Good night, Sven.”Sven kissed my forehead. I was used to hi

BMOM ➭ 089ꕤꕤꕤARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” –ONE WEEK LATER“In the province.” I didn’t want to say exactly where, so I looked away and shifted my gaze to the food on the table. “Wow! There’s so much here, hon. And it all looks delicious!” I changed the subject.“Yeah, I cooked all your favorites. I hope you’ll like it.” He smiled at me, seemingly forgetting about the topic of my family.“I love it, hon. I’m sure everything’s delicious. Let’s eat—I’m really hungry.” I said excitedly. Everything he prepared looked mouthwatering, no joke.“Sit here, hon. I got this.” He pulled out a chair for me, placed a plate in front of me, and served food like I was about to be executed by overeating.“Thank you, hon. Sit down too.” He sat beside me. I scooped rice onto his plate while he poured water into my glass.“Thanks, hon. Go ahead and eat—I’ll serve myself.” he said after I gave him rice.Jasper and I ate quietly. We spoke occasionally.“Where are Mama and Papa again, hon?” I started coughing w