The Mrs and Mr.s

The marriage is over, and I'm pregnant. Anna's POV I'm staring primly at the positive signs on the pregnancy test. So much has happened in the past three months that I think I should have been crazy. But actually, my head is blank when I see this. I take out the contract I prepared three months ago, sign my name, and gently nudge the arm of the man on the bed. The man rolls over impatiently and mutters, "Cook, stop !"Cook is the name of the dog he keeps. "Probably in his eyes I'm not as close as that dog, after all, I'm more like a w***e he hires according to the law, although we got married and had a 'wedding'." I sarcastically recall everything that happened between us in the last three months. The quilt is pulled aside by the man, and my eyes sweep over his bare pecs, abs, plump ass, and long, slender legs. Just last night, my legs were still tightly around his waist and his tongue...Honestly, the top male model's body is no match for his. Thinking about that, I feel much better. After all, I f****d him too. Now I'm worried that last night's madness would hurt my baby. "Gavin, wa-wake up! "I shake him again. "You better have a perfect reason to wake me up, Anna, or you know what you're going to meet." The man on the bed sprangs up and very roughly yanks me into his arms, his hands involuntarily undoing my bra. "No! God, please! Gavin! Stop! "I slam the contract in his face. "Look! Garvin, the deadline is up, our relationship is over!" A quick huff passed over Gavin's face. "It's over? Since when is our relationship up to you?" Gavin's face grew grim. "Have you forgotten, the original purpose of our cooperation? Our marriage was supposed to be a deal. The three-month period specified in the contract has come, isn't it just right to end this ridiculous and painful relationship now?" I'm struggling in his arms to get up and trying to get away from him.