Justin and Natalie returned ho, where Justin asked Natalie to rest after she had lunch. He didn’t want her to wander around here and there much.
He brought her back to the room and led her to the bed.
Natalie pulled her hand from his hold and moved back. "This is too much now. I just had a al, and you want to rest already."
"You had a short stroll after the al. Now there is no issue if you sleep," he looked at her with a serious gaze. "Sleeping on the left side will help."
Her face turned angry. "Justin, I am listening to everything you say. That doesn’t an you dictate every move of mine. I am not even going outside the ho—what more do you want to do?" She raised her voice in frustration. "You make feel like giving birth to our kids ans being in prison. I am not liking this at all. Even when I was a nobody, a weak woman, I didn’t like to be caged."
"I am not caging you. I am just following the doctor’s advice," he said without any hint of emotion.
"That’s it. You and that damn doctor," she spat out angrily. "I’ve had enough. I am leaving this ho."
She walked towards the door angrily. But before she could open the door entirely, a hand pushed the door back and stopped her.
Facing the closed door, she gritted her teeth. "Justin, I am warning you..."
Before she could say more, the man behind her turned her around, pressed her against the door, and kissed her. She wanted to protest, but he didn’t let go. Finally giving up, she lted into that kiss.
After being like a cold dictator, he was finally showing her so husbandly affection—intimacy that had been lacking for a while now. It seed like he always had sothing else going on in his mind; he felt distant to her.
They kissed for a while, forgetting the argunt they had had just a mont before. When he let go, leaving both of them breathless, he whispered against her lips, "Why don’t you listen to , just this once, just for a few months?"
This ti, there was a plea in his cold, breathless voice. His thumbs caressed her cheek softly. "Just listen to ."
Natalie stayed quiet while taking in enough air, her hazy gaze observing his serious expression—a plea in his eyes.
"The past few days, you’ve been acting like so ruler and don’t treat the way you used to," she said. "I want this Justin, who talks and doesn’t order around. The one who always shows how much he loves . I miss that old Justin. But it seems like, while I’m getting babies, I’m losing my husband."
"That’s not true," he said softly. "You will always be the one I love the most, even if we have our kids. You are everything to —and always will be."
"Your behavior says otherwise," she said calmly, in a tone without any anger.
"I’m sorry," he said. "Maybe I’m just lost on how to care for you properly. My way seems to be hurting you."
She nodded imdiately, agreeing with his words. "Just be the old Justin who only knows how to spoil with his love."
"If I do that, you might be in bed all the ti," he said in a slightly teasing and warning tone.
She imdiately moved her hands to cover her belly. "You can’t, okay? Your relentless ways can hurt our babies."
"That’s why you shouldn’t ask to be like before," he countered. "It’s tough holding back. Either I’m that way or this way."
"Can’t you be sowhere in the middle?" she asked, smiling awkwardly. "I’d prefer that."
"I’ll try to," he assured. "Now please, go back to bed and rest for a while—for our babies’ sake."
She let out a deep, surrendering sigh. "As you say it like this, I shall listen to you." She moved him aside and walked to the bed to rest. "But you have to stay and work from here."
"Sure!"
She finally smiled and lay on the bed while Justin covered her with a soft quilt. He sat on the couch to work while she looked at him.
"Close your eyes," he instructed. "Looking at won’t help you with rest."
"Let be. I want our kids to be like you," she said, smiling happily and observing him even more.
He focused on his work but said, "Don’t bla if I end up being tempted and co to you..."
"I’m sleeping," she said in a hurry and closed her eyes.
Justin smiled as he looked at her, pretending to sleep.
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In the evening, Julia was continuously wandering outside the residence’s door and was looking in the direction of the main gate of the estate, as if she were waiting for soone.
Natalie ca outside, searching for her. "Grandma, what are you doing outside? You look worried."
Julia humd, "It’s already dark, and ira hasn’t returned yet. She never stays out so late and always returns ho straight from university."
Natalie realised it as well, but then comforted the old woman. "Grandma, she told us she would be late. She has work to do."
"But she is not familiar with the outside world much. What if soone tries to harm or trick her? I am truly worried. Her cellphone is turned off as well," Julia said anxiously. "And look at the weather. It’s windy and likely to rain soon."
Just then a familiar car entered the through the gate of the estate, and both the won gave out a sigh of relief. It was ira.
Just as she stepped out of the car, she saw the two won and ca to them, only to hear Julia say, "ira, you can’t stay out for so long. Look at the ti. And this weather—it almost scared ."
ira felt guilty. "I’m sorry, Grandma."
"It’s alright. Just make sure not to be so late next ti," the old woman finally softened.
As they entered the ho, ira explained, "Grandma, I almost lost track of ti while working, but then Mr. Noah called to inform that he had emailed so docunts related to university. When he understood I was still at the university, he reminded to go ho."
Noah and Julia looked at each other with a smile.
"This Mr. Noah knows exactly when to call soone," Natalie said in a teasing tone.
Julia chuckled playfully, "This Mr. Noah is indeed very capable and thoughtful."
ira didn’t get what these two ant but said, "Yes, he is. I should have thanked him for reminding . I forgot."
Natalie sighed and mumbled as she settled on the sofa, "You’ll get tired of thanking him all the ti."
They talked for a while, and ira left for her ho, where Julia sent a warm al for her.
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