Chapter 31

**Lucas POV**

My wife passed out due to exhaustion. I know that it is not her first. Of course I was the one before him, and I am proud of it. But he didn't do it for too long, so he just got tired. She doesn't have the stamina to stand that kind of vigorous sex.

He has fallen asleep here in the hut. But I was the one who carried him to the mansion. Even in the middle of the night. I was careful on the way, so I didn't get lost. I'm not burdened by Zara, either. He is not that heavy after all.

I think she is cute sleeping on my arms. I am so happy that we did it now. Our love is more than satisfied with his performance. I hope she finds my performance that way too. I did my best anyway, smirking.

I also arrived immediately at the manor. We went up to our room, and I found Enrique there already sleeping. I put my husband there. I go to our bathroom. I took a clean towel and a basin with water to clean my husband even more.

My mother and daughter are sleeping soundly. Just looking at them made me realise how lucky I am. With my lovely, kind, and very genuine wife. To my smart, wise, and cute son. I don't know what else I could ask for. When both of them completed me.

I lay down next to them. I frowned at both of them because the breeze was cold, even though there was no air conditioner here. The climate here in the province was unexpectedly cold.

So I slept well again. Even in the dream, I was happy. When I woke up, there was no one next to me. That's why I got up and fixed myself.

I wear my casual shirt and shirt. I looked in a mirror and tried to fix my hair. I need my hair cut sooner. I need to shave my beard. My beard is getting annoying.

I left the room and went straight to the dining area. It is already 7 a. m., and I saw them already having breakfast.

"Hey Lucas, I thought you weren't going to get up yet. I was going to see you," said my husband, who looked like he was going to pick me up in the bedroom. I shouldn't have woken up sooner; maybe I would have been alone.

Sorry, love, I just had a good sleep. You know I'm getting my strength back," I said, pretending to be innocent. He got my green jokes, which is why my wife immediately looked at me.

"Lucas?" he threatened me. I raised both of my arms to show my defeat. She is the boss, for the record.

He imitated me at the table. Zara's cousins immediately had fist bumps. Josh and Andrew look like simple, provincial guys who are kind. They all look like...

"It's good to wake up; are you ready later? There's something to drink," said Josh as he ate comfortably.

I look at the table, and the mouth-watering food is already prepared. There is fried beef, longganisa, sunny side up eggs, daing, fried rice, and fresh bananas on the table. A typical yet very special food here in the province.

"Will you drink later? I asked my husband while frowning.

"It's just a little insane." And then we're just there in the yard. We're not going to the other village," Andrew said, looking like he didn't want to finish our drink.

"Just fix it, okay? I just know you have side trips; we'll really fight over that!" My husband's cousins were scared.

We silently ate our breakfast after that small conversation. After breakfast, we went to the wide manggaan. Many ripe fruits from the tree. First we harvested, and finally we tasted some fresh fruit from the tree.

I didn't know that my husband had the talent to climb down from a tree. I approached him and whispered.

"Aren't you sore down there, dear?" I asked her, and she instantly blushed at the way I asked.

"M-It's just a little bit earlier. There you are! You're asking a lot of questions," my wife grumbled. I couldn't help but burst into laughter. My wife is too cute when blushing.

I saw my son playing with some kids here at the farm. They are actually hunting dragonflies and playing in the field. My son also learned to fly a kite.

Then afternoon came, and we decided to go to a waterfall, where what you already know happened. We decided to swim there while having a barbecue party.

My son is very happy to be able to swim again. My child has actually been fond of swimming since the day that I taught him how to dive. I feel that it will compete in swimming competitions in the future.

Like happy days, this day also ended. But it seems the cousins didn't forget our drinking session tonight.

Everything is settled for the feast. Can be consumed by honey, wines, and others. Andrew and Josh also invited their friends. But I didn't expect to have any girls.

And there was exactly one girl who kept leaning on me. I thought her name was Jamaica.

She is sexy, and she is pretty too. But she is not equal to my wife. But my wife is very jealous. I'm getting away from this Jamaica, but he still tries to come closer to me and wrap his hand around me.

I didn't see my husband anymore. He seems to have entered. I'm moving from place to place because Jamaica is getting closer and closer to me.

She is often trying to seduce me, but I am not immune to that. First of all, there is nothing more beautiful than my husband in my eyes. She is my life, so I did not intend to cheat for a piece of limited pleasure. I am now seeking a longer commitment.

If I could just leave this drinking place, I would. Jamaica is getting closer and closer. I am getting annoyed too. And I was even more excited when he was about to pick me up.

You can call me a gentleman, but I really pushed him. Don't let him make the excuse that he is drunk. No sane woman would do that! Just a fucking slut!

"Why did you push me?!"" she said in an annoyed way. It's still very artful to speak.

"I have a wife. If you can't respect yourself, respect my commitment and my wife. I am a married man," I said seriously. The drinking stopped. Jamaica stood up and is now free.

"What if you're married now? It's okay with me! That's what's more exciting!" she said. If my brain was like that, then it is different now. Fortunately, my husband is not here. And maybe even more trouble. Josh is still here, looking like he's holding our drink, whose name is Jayson. This Jamaican is his brother.

"Brother, take your brother home. That's a good one. Why did you bring him here?" Andrew said to Jason Uncle Arni and I are going to get into trouble.

The brothers have been sent home. We also finished drinking.

I went inside. I am not that dizzy; I am still in my right state. My alcohol tolerance is not that low. I can still walk and think straight.

I just take a bath, and then I go straight to our room. Zara and I are sleeping, probably tired from playing and swimming all day. Zara is sitting on the bed and looking at me with a blank expression.

"Oh? Why are you here? I thought you were already taken out by that leech; I thought you were going to join him. I'm willing to donate," she said, jealousy evident in her tone. Just like how her sarcasm is so obvious.

"M-Honey? What are you talking about? Let us talk about it." I said it with a hint of sarcasm in my tone.

"Lucas, I am tired. Let's go to sleep," he said tiredly. But I didn't let her sleep. I don't want us to go to bed with bad feelings.

I pulled him to the balcony, and we talked there. We will not sleep without talking and solving this problem.

"Dear? I won't do that! I've changed; you're going to trust me, right?" I begged him. She is crying now. And it pains me to see her in that kind of state.

"Jealous because I'm so jealous, Lucas. I don't know if tomorrow or the day after tomorrow you'll find someone else again. I don't know if your son and I might wake up to the fact that we're not your life anymore. Sorry, Lucas, huh? I've had too much insecurity." She started to cry silently. And the only thing that I can do is hug her as tightly as I can. I am hurt that he is hurt.

I never thought that after all these years, I would start to strip his confidence from his body. I never thought that this would be the result of my neglecting my wife.

Now I felt the regret. Only now has it sunk in to me that all these years, I have been slowly eating her esteem because of my greed and selfishness. She just showed me how to be a good wife. But I just paid her painful words of rejection and fed her with insecurities.

I wish that I could bring back the time, look for the other side of my destiny, and finally accept her. I wish I could prevent my old self from destroying my wife. But I can't; everything happens, and I can't bring back time.

That's why I'm trying to fix it. Because I want to recover. I just want to lift her up.

I hugged my husband tightly and let him cry on my chest. She is doubting herself; she is just tired from all of the pain that I brought to her life before and even now. She is a brave woman, a brave wife, and a brave mother to our child.

That's why I'm also hurt every time I see him struggling. Especially and the most full of all this is me. I just made her vulnerable.

I kneel in front of her while I stare at her in this pleading way. I want to ask for her forgiveness. I want to beg. I want to beg him not to underestimate himself, his love for me, or my love for him.

"I am sorry, Zara, my love, for everything that I have done to you then and now. For every pain that I have caused you. I know that it affects you. Everything that I have done in the past has resulted in you being like this." I took a deep breath, but I couldn't help but cry.

True men cry for their love. That does not diminish my masculinity. It is a way to ease my pain. I am willing to show every side of myself to my wife. From weak to brave, the happiness and sadness

I want to be part of her life and our history. I don't want them to disappear from my life. Or it will be a nightmare. I can't live thinking that they will be gone.

"Lucas," he said as he tried to stand me up. But I refuse. I want to show her that I am sincerely asking for her forgiveness. I am sorry that I have done all of those things in the past.

"Forgive me, Zara..."

"Lucas, the day I accepted you? I accept you completely. Not just your great sibling, not just your angelic appearance, not just what you have, but who you are I accept your bad side and your unknown side. Because I want to know you forever. Believe me, Lucas, I forgave you a long time ago. Because I love you so much."