BONUS CHAPTER

“Gavriel, what’s this news all about?” I asked my son on the other line.

“Mom, I'll explain it later. I’ll be home,” he answered.

I sighed deeply and looked at my husband, who was lying comfortably on the bed.

“By the way, your dad is acting weird right now. Seems like he already knew it. Are you hiding something from me?” I doubted.

Achetbir properly lied down and tryied to avoid my eyes. Gavriel chuckled on the line as if I hit the bull’s eye.

“I’ll hang up, Mommy. I’ll be there in an hour,” he said.

“How about this news that kept airing on the television?” I asked in bitch mode. “The business tycoon, Gavriel Villa Forca, is in a relationship with a prostitute,” I read the headline.

“Mom, it’s not true. I mean, it’s a long story. Don’t think ill of her,” my son defended.

My mouth parted with disbelief as my eyes widened in shock. “I didn’t say it was true. I am just telling you how rude the media was,” I stated.

I heard him sigh on the line. “I’ll do something about that soon.”

I pouted and played my fingers. I could sense Achetbir getting up from the bed and hugging me from behind.

“Will you bring her with you?” I asked cautiously.

“Yes, mom,” he answered.

My eyes widened, and I immediately stood up straight enough for Achetbir to nearly fall onto the bed. “Sorry, babe,” I whispered while covering the telephone.

I shook my head and tapped the bed, a signal for me to sit beside him again. I did what he wanted as I spoke again with my son.

“Take care on your way, son.” I then ended the call.

Achetbir quickly gave me a hug, “You seemed excited,” he noticed.

“Of course! My playboy son has finally stayed on one girl. Oh my gosh! What food should I prepare?”

Achetbir chuckled and buried his face on my neck. “Aren’t you bothered about the news?” he asked.

I rolled my eyes and leaned myself against his chest. “My son’s happiness is what’s important for me. The news might be true or not, but as long as she loves Gavriel, and he will not be the same Gavriel as before, then that is absolutely fine for me.”

“I am lucky to have you as the mother of my child,” Achetbir whispered.

I smiled as I could feel his sincerity.

“Call Mary Ann. Tell her to come over since she follows you,” I said in sulkiness.

Achetbir sighed and tightened his hug around me. “Let her do what she wants, babe.”

“I am right?” I defended.

“Yeah—full of guards, seriously?” Achetbir mocked.

I sniffed and remained silent. “I just want her to be safe,” I murmured.

I felt Achetbir sighed and distanced himself. “Just lessen the guards then, or at least let them guard her secretly,” he said softly.

I let out a deep breath. “Okay,” I surrendered.

Achetbir pinched my nose and gave me a genuine smile. “Let’s go downstairs. I know you badly want to prepare for Gavriel’s arrival. I’ll help you.”

My eyes shone in great happiness, and I quickly threw myself into his warm hug. “Thank you,” I said cheerfully and kissed him as I wrapped my arms around his nape.

“Should I eat first?” he asked mischievously when our kiss got interrupted.

I spanked him softly on his shoulder. “Behave, Achetbir,” I threatened.

He groaned and buried his face on my neck. “It’s been a week, babe,” he sulked.

“We’re already old, Achetbir.” 

“And so? I can still become hard, and I can still cum,” he said.

“Achetbir!” I exclaimed, and he chuckled.

“Yes, boss. I will behave,” he uttered and then stood up.

“Let’s go.” He offered his hand as if he were inviting me.

I smiled and accepted his warm hand. Years had passed, but my husband still loved me endlessly.

I hoped that my kids would also find the man/woman who was like their father—a lover with an undying love.