His Kindhearted Wife ( ENGLISH VERSION )

“Jace, which color do you prefer for the cake?” I looked at the five cakes with no color difference.

“What’s the color difference, Margot?”

“This is crimson, candy, scarlet, ruby, and rose.”

“Margot, these are all red.”

“Jace, I already said the difference.”

“I see them all as a color red. No difference.”

“Just choose,”

“Choose the one that same as your lipstick.”

“It’s chili red, not in the choices.”

“Anything as you like.”

“Jace.”

“Tss, this.” I pointed out that I didn’t know what it was. It is just the color red for me.

“My boyfriend chose the ruby.”

“Okay, ma’am.” Why are women’s choices so complicated in things? It’s too inquisitive but it’s almost the same when you look at it.

Because of the upcoming wedding, we have been busy. Though Margot is fixing it she still asks me what I like. I also don’t want to stress her because she is pregnant so somehow I help her. I don’t want my son to come out looking always tired because his mother conceived him tired.

“Jace, which design is the best for the invitation?” I looked at the invitation almost indistinguishable as well.

“What’s different?”

“C’mon, Jace. This one is vertical, when you pull the man, the woman will come down to him. This one is horizontal, when you pull the man the woman will come closer.” Son of —- longitudinal and horizontal just turn out to be the difference. She even tortured us both.

“Either way, Margot.”

“Jace.”

“It doesn’t make any difference, when you pull the man they will be close to the woman.”

“How about this?” She holds a square one.

“The horizontal one, the horizontal one, Margot, and don’t think about anything.”

“Ok, the design is ok, for you?”

“Yes, those flowers are ok with me.” I pointed to the detail of the invitation.

“That’s not a flower it’s, a leaf called foliage.” Son of —- that leaf? It looks like a flower to me.

“Yeah, that’s good. That’s polyej is good.” I saw the sadness on her face so I frowned. Mommy said not to harm the feelings of a pregnant woman especially when she is in the first trimester because it is harmful to the mother and the baby. Since I am a loving child I obey my mother’s command. Except don’t be a womanizer. ‘Sorry, Mommy.’

“What’s wrong?”

“Aren’t you excited about the wedding, right?”

“Who says?”

“I am.”

“It’s you only, maybe your the one who is not excited.”

“You just let me do what I want. You do give me an idea and you’re not happy.” Am I that obvious? I really don’t want this wedding. Just a joke, this is for Umami so I should be happy.

“Margot, I know the wedding is every woman’s dream. For sure, you haven’t met me yet. You already have plans for your wedding. I let you do what you want so that you can fulfill your dream of the wedding you want. Because if your going to ask me anything will be fine. I want the wedding to be simple. But I know, you as a woman has a lot of plan. ”

“Thank you, Jace.”

“Huh, where?”

“For making me happy every time you’re with me. You have no idea how happy I am, I hope we can be like this forever.”

‘I hope, I hope too. But Brianna is the one I want to be with and not you Margot. But of course, you are also because you are Umami’s mother.’

“Yeah.”

After we were able to choose the design, color, we talked to the wedding organizer. He taught us what to do in church. Margot said a lot, especially about what she wanted to happen at the event. I just said yes because that’s what she wanted. As I said, it was her dream so I gave in.

Then we headed straight to the restaurant to eat. I’m already hungry and I know her also. When we entered, we immediately looked for a seat and ordered food.

While waiting for the order my eye caught Brianna with a man who was happily conversing. Son of —- who else is with her? I just forgot there is someone else? But I don’t care about him because he’s not important. Besides, whatever he does I know Brianna is still defeated by me so I’m not insecure with him.

“Jace, are you okay?”

“Huh? Yeah. I’m just hungry. The meal took so long.” I was just hungry so I was quiet and nothing else. I have nothing to do with Brianna and her companion.

The food came and I wanted to eat. I was in the middle of a meal when I saw Brianna stand up.

“Margot, I’ll go to the cr,” I said.

“Ok.”

I followed Brianna at the woman’s cr. There weren’t too many people so I quickly pulled her over and carried her to a cubicle.

“J-jace?”

“Do you have a date?”

“He’s just a friend and we talk something about —”

“I do not care about him.” I kissed Brianna. I didn’t break our kiss and my hand traveled over her body.

“J-jace, wait.”

“Why? Did that man do this to you?”

“No, of course not.”

“Good, then let me do it to you.” I kissed her again and inserted my fingers into her core.

“Jace, stop.”

“Shh!” I covered her mouth and thrust my fingers inside of her. I massage her clit and kiss her neck. I know she wanted to moan because she was already carrying but she just stopped. I removed my fingers and turned her back. I don’t care where we are as long as I claim her.

“J-jace.” I covered her mouth and inserted my hardness. I slowly thrust so as not to create noise in our collision. But I also didn’t stop and I accelerated. I was restrained from moaning until my juices came out one after another and I also felt that she was like that. I just took a tissue to wipe and then confronted her.

“You’re fucking mine, Bree, I said you’re just mine, didn’t I? Now, tell me aren’t you happy with what I’m doing? Don’t you like me now, Bree?” I ask her tempting.

“Jace.” I ran my finger over her face and put it in her mouth.

“I can do better in bed, right, Bree?”

“Yeah, yes, Jace.”

“Wait for me later at home. I’ll be there and we’ll continue this, ok?”

“Yes, I will wait for you.” I kissed her on the lips before I left.

If this is the only way I can handle you, Brianna, even if I take you every day, I can only be with you. I will turn you in bed and give you what your men did not give you. You are mine now and you will be mine forever.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why are you late?” I suddenly sit down and saw Margot finished eating.

“I’m sorry, my stomach hurts. You’re done.”

“A while ago,” she said sullenly.

“Don’t get upset and you might even conceive my child with resentment. I don’t want to have children who look like they’re drinking a gallon of vinegar.”

“Finish your meal so you can deliver me.”

“I’m done, I’ll bring you so you can rest.” She did not answer me and someone looked. I followed her gaze and who she was looking at and I saw Brianna.

“She’s the one you’re meeting, isn’t she?” I swallowed first before answering.

“Yes, Brianna Amarante.”

“Is that’s her boyfriend? Handsome, isn’t it?”

“What handsome? Looks like dirty homeless.”

“What dirty, that’s style, messy look. See, messy but hot.”

“Is he the father of your child or me?” I’m in the front then he praises others. She just saw a dirty one then he forgot the father of his son. I didn’t pay attention to them before because he is ugly and then she will praise him

“You’re jealous,”

“I’m not jealous because I’m more handsome. I’m just worried that no one else should be handsome in your eyes but me because I’m the father of your child. Later, who else will look like Umami because you look in anyone ugly. ”

“Ok, don’t be angry, please.” She caressed my face so I calmed down.

“Don’t look at that dirty.” But she just laughed out loud at what I said. “Why are you laughing?”

“Nothing.”

“Laugh more, for Umami to have a smiling face when she comes out.”

“Let’s go so I can’t look at others.”

“Better.” That guy with Brianna is called dirty. Messy look, his dirty period.