The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 300

Thankfully, the darkness hid everything. Vivica didn't dare make a sound, continuing to feign ignorance.

“You should get some sleep,” Joseph murmured, planting one last kiss on her lips. He got up and left the bed, his breathing still ragged.

The bathroom door opened and closed.

Vivica turned onto her back, taking deep gulps of air. They hadn't really done anything, yet she felt as if she had just survived a major ordeal, her body limp and tingling. She had a vague idea of what had just happened, and she suddenly understood why Quintina had always urged her to get a divorce, emphasizing the importance of a healthy sex life. She really ought to thank Fletcher for his momentary lapse in judgment; otherwise, she might have gone her whole life without ever experiencing a decent meal.

By the time Joseph returned, Vivica had composed herself. The mattress dipped beside her as he slipped back into bed. The intense heat from his body was gone, replaced by a cool touch. Vivica instinctively pushed more of the comforter his way.

“Sleep,” Joseph said quietly. After his embarrassing moment, he was noticeably more subdued. He simply took her hand in his and held it.

Vivica was a little surprised. She had expected a man with his personality to be detached and cold, but it turned out he could be quite clingy, needing to hold hands even while sleeping. She was puzzled, but she didn't say anything, nor did she pull her hand away.

The rest of the night passed peacefully enough.

However, Joseph woke up several times. He had always lived alone and had never shared a bed with anyone, let alone a woman. Each time he tried to turn over and felt an obstacle beside him, he would jolt awake before remembering that there was a woman lying next to him—the mother of his son.

And, of course, his future wife. He never had any doubt about that.

Vivica woke up during the night as well. Although she had been married for four years, Fletcher's condition meant they rarely shared a bed. She wasn’t used to having an adult male sleeping beside her either. Each time she woke and felt herself pressed against what felt like a solid wall—a self-heating one at that—it sent ripples through her heart. But then she would remember that this was a dependable, reliable man who was soon to be her husband, and she would drift back to sleep, feeling secure.

...

The next day was Saturday, but both Joseph and Vivica had to go to work.

At breakfast, Chaim was in high spirits. “Uncle Joseph, when are you moving in with us for real?”

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