Ivy was irked to her bone, each time she tried to bond with her husband to settle the misunderstanding between them and bring their spark back, she was always ready to intrude at the dying moment.
Her brows raised, as she watched Ryder stare at the screen till it finished ringing.
"Alright continue Ivy, what did you say?" He muttered, his attention fully back to Ivy.
Ivy's brows raised and then a smirk curled up to her lips. Her husband was finally getting tired of the b!tch, who wouldn't get tired of her clingy and deceptive self?
She wished he would get fed up with her and never hang out with her again. Even though Ryder confirmed he had never lain with her, with her seductive ways towards her husband, one day it might really happen, they must stay clear of each other.
"Yes.. I said no need to visit the doctor anymore, I already visited and he said.." Again it began ringing, Ivy's hand curled up into a fist as Ryder picked up his phone.
"Sheila," he muttered, his voice deep and manly, the voice Ivy loved so much.
Ivy's forehead furrowed as he stood up and began going outside to answer his call comfortably.
A few minutes later, he was back.
"Ivy, Sheila is battling with her Asthma again, she was calling to come over but I already called my manager to take care of it."
"I needed to be with you tonight. You're getting too riled up and becoming an angry kitten these days, I don't like it," he muttered and added a chuckle.
Ivy's face turned red as she blushed.
"You're my wife. My Queen." He caressed her hair as he looked into her eyes.
Ivy's smile lit up the room, illuminating her entire face as she gazed into his eyes. Her Ryder. Every curve on her lips, every sparkle in her eyes conveyed pure delight, as if her soul had been engulfed with joy.
Getting lost in the moment, her eyes wandered off to his face down to his lips.
Ryder felt hot in his body, his eyes glued on Ivy's succulent lips, then it wandered down to her plump boobs.
Without thinking more about it, Ryder grabbed her lips into his and began kissing them.
Ivy felt delighted, her heart dangled with bliss as her hand went round his body, while she had devoured his lips as well. Her husband was finally back with her.
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It was morning, light rays sipped through the window into her eyes.
She rolled aimlessly on her bed recalling last night. She had one of the hottest nights with her husband.
The joy in her heart clouded her face. She was extremely happy, anyone could tell.
But as she stretched her hand out more, it was met with an empty space on the bed.
She jolted up immediately.
It was six in the morning, where had her husband gone? Her forehead creased.
Her heart constricts with uncertainty. What if her husband went out last night?
She remembered Ryder's phone ringing nonstop at night after their escapades, was it in her dream?
Either way, she stood up, the joy still lingering in her heart. Ryder wouldn't do such a thing again. Maybe he had gone to work.
Not long after, she was done taking her bath and came out in her robe.
When she was done dressing up, she went out into her car and drove off. All the while, a smile radiated on her face.
She had her husband now, they were so lost in the moment yesterday that she couldn't even tell him they were expecting a baby.
With the eagerness swimming in her blood, she couldn't wait to get to the office.