All Chapters of Lust for My Father-in-Law: The Plus-Size Secretary: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The next day or more precisely, that night, our private jet finally landed on a small island in the Indian Ocean. The lights of the private airstrip barely illuminated the short runway. Warm air greeted us the moment the jet door opened. Nathaniel held my hand tightly, as if afraid I might vanish into the salty sea breeze.“Welcome to our honeymoon,” he said.I only smiled, my heart still racing from the ceremony that morning. The plain gold ring on my finger felt warm, as if it pulsed in time with my heartbeat. We stepped down and were met by two villa staff waiting with an open-top vehicle. The drive took only twenty minutes along a sandy path flanked by gently swaying coconut palms.And then the villa appeared.It wasn’t an ornate luxury mansion, but a two-story white stone house perched on a low cliff facing the sea. The front garden was filled with frangipani and bougainvillea, while at the back an infinity pool seemed to merge with the horizon.I stopped in front of the entrance

I woke up when the sun was already high.Nathaniel was still beside me, but this time he was already awake. He sat leaning against the headboard, one hand holding his phone, the other still resting on my waist as if he was unwilling to let go.When he felt me move, he turned his head. A faint smile appeared on his still slightly sleepy face.“Good morning, my wife.”His voice was low and hoarse. I smiled shyly, my face still pressed against his chest.“Morning…”Nathaniel put his phone on the table, then pulled me closer until my body was almost lying on top of him. His lips touched my forehead, then moved down to my temple, then to the tip of my nose.“Did you sleep well?”I nodded. “Because you were here.”He laughed softly. The vibration of his voice traveled through the chest pressed against me.“I’ve been thinking about what you said last night.”I tensed a little. “About children?”“Hmm.” Nathaniel stroked my back gently. “I’m serious, Sera. I didn’t marry you to get an heir. I

The next day the sun was already high when I opened my eyes.Nathaniel was still beside me, but this time he had woken up first. He sat on the edge of the bed with a towel wrapped around his waist, his wet hair signaling that he had just finished showering. When he felt me move, he turned and smiled."Morning, my wife," he greeted softly. "The staff has prepared breakfast on the terrace. Let's go down before the omelet gets cold."I nodded, still half asleep. My body felt relieved and a little sore after last night. Nathaniel bent down, kissed my forehead briefly, then helped me up. We showered quickly separately this time, he insisted I wear a loose white dress that covered my body well before going down.On the terrace, the table was set beautifully. Fresh tropical fruits, cheese omelet, toast, yogurt, and two cups of coffee still steaming. The sea in front of us was calm, small waves broke on the white sand beach with a soothing sound.Nathaniel pulled out a chair for me, then sat

Hours later, we were inside a private jet heading to London. In front of me, Nathaniel sat with a tense face, occasionally staring at his phone screen showing updates on Derek's condition from the hospital.I held his hand on the armrest. His fingers were cold, stiff, but he didn't pull away. Instead he squeezed back."You haven't eaten since noon," I said.Nathaniel shook his head briefly. "No appetite.""I know but you need strength. You won't be useful to Derek if you collapse."He turned to look at me."You always know what to say," I said."I just say what you need to hear."I called the flight attendant and asked for warm soup and toast. Nathaniel frowned, but I looked at him with a gaze that didn't accept refusal. Finally he obeyed. He ate slowly, a few spoonfuls, then stopped but at least some color returned to his face.After the plane reached cruising altitude, Nathaniel leaned back in his seat. His eyes stared at the cabin ceiling, but his mind was clearly far away in Londo

The next day.Nathaniel was ready first. His face still showed traces of lack of sleep, but his eyes were sharper. We had a quick breakfast in the kitchen, just coffee and toast then left for the hospital right away.The ICU waiting room was busier that morning. As soon as we entered, I saw her immediately.Anita.She sat in the corner chair in a hunched position. Her hair was much messier than last night, her face was pale and dull, and the dark bags under her eyes indicated she had really lacked sleep. In her arms, she cradled a small baby wrapped in a cream blanket. The baby was asleep, but occasionally moved restlessly.I paused for a moment at the doorway.Nathaniel walked ahead to see the nurse to ask about Derek's condition. I stood in place, staring at the woman who had once been his wife. Anita raised her face. Our eyes met for a fraction of a second. She immediately turned her face away, pressing her lips tightly.I let out a breath, then walked to the vending machine in the