I couldnât help but burst into laughter. âWell, giving birth is something we can learn actually. Iâm telling the truth. We have in-vitro fertilization nowadays, right? If you do that, I donât even have to bother thinking about kids.â
âYou wish!â Seeing that I did not dig in, Christopher pulled me into his arms and fed me instead. âMy children have to be birthed from your womb. Otherwise, they wonât be the fruits of our love anymore.â
That night, when I lay in his embrace, I felt a rush of calmness in my heart despite having so many problems troubling me. It had always been like that. Being wrapped in his arms could bring peace to my mind that I stopped thinking about everything and relaxed.
Slowly and gently, Christopherâs kiss fell on my lips and trailed further down. Once he entered me, he gazed at me intently and uttered in a soft voice, âEve, itâs been some time since we stayed together in the house just like this. Looks like I have to find a way to marry you as soon as possible so that we can become a true married couple.â
âChristopher, I only want you in my life! If I canât marry you, Iâll never get married.â I responded to his advances with my open arms, trying to please him with all my might. After all, I was willing to do anything for him because he was worth it.
I didnât bring up his conversation with Mark the entire time, as I was confident that he could solve it. Even if I did mention it, he would only end up getting worried.
âNo, that canât do. Weâve got our marriage certificate, and I even stole you from your husband. Holding a mere wedding ceremony shouldnât be any more difficult than that.â As he blinked his eyes, his breathing grew heavier.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulder before turning around to sit on him, pressing his shoulder to stop him from moving. In reality, it was during such a moment that men would wish for the woman to take the initiative since they wanted to enjoy the feeling of being pampered as well.
âI guess only you can make such a shameless remark while sounding justified.â I was a bit speechless at that. When I noticed his rapid breathing, I leaned forward and opened my mouth without hesitation.
âDonât!â Knowing that I wasnât fond of doing it, he quickly lifted my chin to stop me. However, I pushed his hand away and bent over persistently. I was determined to show him that I was willing to do whatever I could to please him.
After satisfying his urges, he pulled me into his embrace. At that moment, I was already sweating profusely. Once again, I couldnât help but admit that a womanâs strength was incomparable to that of a manâs. Christopher could always go for three rounds without taking a rest, yet I could only pant nonstop in his arms after only once.
âChris.â After pondering for a while, I decided to tell him what I saw when I went to the graveyard early that morning. âI found many wounds on my momâs body. Do you think she fought with Mark? Those wounds look severe. They looked like the results of serious domestic violence on television. Should I talk to Dad about it?â
âWhat?â Christopher exclaimed. He looked even more surprised than me. âMr. and Mrs. Goldstein look so in love; I didnât expect that to come at all.â
Hearing that, I smiled resignedly. âThatâs what I thought as well, but Mom was so upset this morning. I could even sense a huge wave of despair from her just by looking at her. What should I do?â
âYouâre worried that your dad didnât treat your mom well, arenât you?â Christopher was quick to point out what troubled me the most. Following that, he said calmly, âTheyâre adults, so we canât just butt in without understanding whatâs going on. Mr. Goldstein cares about you. If you ask him directly, he might feel humiliated. In the worst-case scenario, he might even take out his anger on your mom.â
His words convinced me. Despite how strong my grudge, anger, and the urge to talk to Mark were, I could only suppress them for now. Even though I had yet to call him âDad,â deep down in my heart, I had acknowledged him as my father. After all, it was undeniable that we were blood-related.