Chapter 10

I had more reason to empathize with him despite his actions.

Sir Diego was deeply hurt and his world almost crumbled during that time. He fought for their relationship, but she still left him. The most painful part was being betrayed by his best friend," Lydia shared.

"Everything was meticulously planned, but Samantha ruined it all. Eight years were wasted due to betrayal. I saw him break down and suffer during those moments," she continued.

"I can't even fathom how much Samantha's actions hurt him," I responded.

"I might lose my mind, Ma'am. Sir Diego is truly courageous," she said with a smile.

"You're absolutely right, and I appreciate your perspective. It gives me more insight into his situation," I expressed my gratitude.

"Can we keep this conversation between us, Ma'am? I hope Sir Diego doesn't find out," she whispered with concern.

"Don't worry, Vecky. Our discussion will remain confidential," I reassured her.

We exchanged smiles, finding solace in our conversation. It's comforting to have someone who understands you when you need to talk.

After a while, Vecky bid goodbye to return to her duties. I reciprocated the farewell and headed to the room. Being cautious due to my growing belly, I ascended the stairs slowly, thinking about my unborn child.

Upon entering the room, I settled on the bed briefly before contemplating a visit to the Veranda. Sitting there, overlooking the garden below, I breathed in the fresh air, gently caressing my belly and speaking to my baby. He is my source of strength and the light in my life. Despite the mistake of that one night, he is the one thing I did right.

"Baby, I'm certain your father will be overjoyed when you finally arrive," I said with a grin as I gently caressed my belly.

Let's remain patient with him for now, as he's going through a tough time and is also stressed with work. However, I have no doubt that he will be a responsible and loving father to you," I added.

Taking a deep breath, I attempted to smile as I gazed at my stomach. I simply cannot wait to meet my little one. Perhaps this is what it feels like when you become a mother for the first time.

Later, I contemplated taking a refreshing shower to rejuvenate my body. Despite the air conditioning being on, I felt weak due to the heat outside. It's possible that this is what being pregnant feels like - constantly feeling hot.

Before stepping into the bathroom, I prepared something to wear. As the water cascaded over my body, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax. It was incredibly soothing and helped alleviate my stress.

Suddenly, the door swung open and I was taken aback by the sight of my husband's incredibly handsome face.

I quickly shielded my entire body with my hand. He clearly looked taken aback and forcefully slammed the bathroom door. I, too, was incredibly surprised by his actions and let out a gasp.

"What the hell!"

"Why didn't you lock the door?!" he shouted.

"I didn't know you were coming. I thought you'd be home later," I explained.

"I know you just want me to desire your body, even though it's obvious that I'm not interested," he responded firmly.

His words caused my eyes to widen. I never expected him to say such things to me. Feeling irritated, I hastily wrapped a towel around myself before exiting the bathroom. As I left, I caught sight of him removing his tuxedo, leaving me utterly stunned.

His movements abruptly decelerated within my line of vision. The entire world seemed to shift into a state of slow motion during that moment. The irritation I had been feeling dissipated, particularly when his remarkably attractive and vibrant eyes met mine.

His gaze upon me, accompanied by his eloquent words, captivated me entirely. I became oblivious to his sermonizing and instead fixated my gaze upon him.

"Prima!"

I was taken aback when I realized I had been completely entranced by his presence. A sense of embarrassment washed over me, yet I couldn't help but find amusement in his furrowed brow. In that moment, he appeared incredibly endearing to me.

"Are you even listening?" he inquired, his expression filled with displeasure.

He glared at me with such intensity, as if he could devour me whole. However, his handsomeness remained undiminished. I couldn't comprehend why, but I found myself smiling, which only seemed to further irritate him.

"You're absolutely mad!" he exclaimed, clearly exasperated.

He stormed out of the room, leaving me alone, still wrapped in a towel. My gaze fell upon the side table, where our wedding photograph rested. I picked it up, gently caressing his face in the image. A smile formed on my lips as I felt myself slowly falling in love with my arrogant husband.

"One day, we will be a blissful family. I will never give up on you or our child," I whispered with a smile, gazing at our wedding picture.

I fixed his bed and adjusted my appearance in the mirror. As night approached, I anticipated the return of his parents. Eager to greet them downstairs, I promptly made my way to the lower level.

Upon entering the kitchen, I intended to assist Lydia. However, I recalled the advice of my mother-in-law and decided against it to avoid any potential conflict. Instead, I headed to the living room.

Diego was engrossed in watching TV, and I greeted him with a smile. Considering his likely fatigue from work, I offered to massage his shoulders in a gentle tone.

"Would you like a shoulder massage?" I inquired softly.

Receiving no response, I approached him and began to massage his back slowly. He did not object, so I continued with my actions.

"I believe this will help you relax," I murmured softly.

Caught in this position, we were discovered by his parents, leading to his mother's disapproval. She scolded him for allowing me to exert myself.

"Why are you letting Prima tire herself out?" his mother questioned angrily.

"Your wife is pregnant, and the doctor has advised against her getting tired. What were you thinking?" she reprimanded.

"Mom, she offered to massage my shoulders. I don't see it as a strenuous task," he defended.

"Regardless of your justification, you are in the wrong! You fail to acknowledge your mistake!" his father interjected furiously.

"Fine, I apologize! Is that sufficient?" he retorted sarcastically.

"That's very disrespectful..." his father began but was unable to finish as he clutched his chest.

Shocked by the sudden turn of events, I observed Diego's confusion as he rushed to his father's aid. Assisting him to sit down, he called for Vecky to bring water urgently.

"Vecky! Fetch some water quickly!" he instructed urgently.

As Vecky hurried to comply, I trembled with anxiety and fear. Diego promptly offered his father water, expressing regret for the incident and pledging not to repeat it. His actions revealed the depth of his affection for his father.

Witnessing this scene, I felt a sense of compassion. Uncertain of what to do next, I remained standing, observing the unfolding situation. His mother's gaze fell upon me, noticing my presence.