An intense wave of pleasure hit me, making me blush with embarrassment.

We hadn't seen each other for days, and usually after any of his business trips, he'd make love to me for hours, like a hungry beast.

He pulled open my collar and started kissing my chest; his hot breath on my breasts was making me shiver.

He was about to remove my underwear, but remembering I was pregnant, I panicked and cried out, "Theron... no!"

But he wouldn't stop. I could feel his member growing harder, which scared me even more.

If we kept this up, I might lose the baby!

As he was about to unbuckle his belt, I pushed him hard and shouted with my eyes closed, "Tell me who she is or sex is off the table!"

My hands kept hitting him wildly, forcing him to stop.

He tried to coax me, "Sweetheart, I’ll tell you later."

"You must be cheating, so I won't sleep with you!"

I put one hand on his mouth, while covering my privates with the other. I could sense his desire fading from all my fussing.

Lovemaking requires the right mood, so I guess he'd lost interest now.

He put me back on the bed and said coldly, "She's just a friend."

"A friend?" I didn't buy that and decided to keep pushing. "In all these years I've known you, I've never seen her or even heard of her. If she's just a friend, why bring her to our home? And she came from the inner room; what were you two doing in there?"

Theron avoided the questions and showed his impatience, "You're overthinking it. Get ready and come down for dinner." He turned and left; his attitude towards me grew notably colder.

Watching his back as he walked out of the room, my heart started aching.

What was with this attitude? He'd never treated me like this before. For some reason, I had a bad feeling about this. It felt like I was about to lose something precious, and my heart hurt terribly.

I didn't want to go downstairs for dinner, and I certainly didn't want to see that woman in my own home. So, I lay back down on the bed, motionless.

After a while, the door opened. I sat up, but then I saw it was Betty, and lay back down.

She came over and spoke softly, "Miss Aurora, the master wants you to come down for dinner. Let’s go, or he'll get angry."

That made me even more upset. I sat up, looked at Betty and said, "If I'm not angry, what right does he have to be? I don’t want to eat at the same table as that woman."

That woman was definitely not just another friend. They were behind closed doors in the study. Who knows what they were talking about? The way that woman looked at Theron, it was obvious she had feelings for him.

”And Theron? He wouldn't even explain things clearly, and instead got mad at me. How dare he?” I thought angrily.

Betty whispered, "That woman already left. Only the master is downstairs. Go keep him company! You missed him every day when he was gone, and now that he's back, you are picking fights?"

"She left?" I stared at Betty in surprise. "Really? Theron didn't ask her to stay for dinner? Betty, do you know what their relationship is? Why did Theron bring her to our home?"

Betty shook her head, "I'm not sure about their relationship, but the master is a good man. He wouldn't cheat on you, would he? Why don't you just ask him yourself if you have doubts?"

I pouted. I did ask him, but he wouldn't tell me.

Afraid of making him angrier, I tucked the pregnancy test results away again and went downstairs.

Seeing as the dining room really was empty except for us, I walked over with my head down, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

We didn't speak. Since he was ignoring me, I puffed up my cheeks and angrily stabbed at the steak on my plate with my fork.

Theron suddenly pinched my cheek and said with a scolding tone, "Why are you playing with the food? Eat properly."

I pushed his hand away, saying unhappily, "I can tell something's bothering you, and you're acting different. Can't you just be honest with me?"

Theron let go of my cheek and ruffled my hair, "I don't have anything on my mind. Let’s just eat." He avoided my gaze and started eating.

The way he ate was graceful and composed; his whole being radiated charm.

I loved this man so much that even a slightly gentle word from him made me forget about the woman from earlier. I could only lower my head and eat.

Theron carefully picked out food for me. Using his caring tone, he said, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

I felt his usual warmth returning. After dinner, I clung to him as usual.

He held me on his lap, kissing me, and after making out on the living room sofa for a while, he carried me upstairs towards the bathroom.

He always loved carrying me. I'm quite petite, and he's tall and strong. I’m sure he could lift me with one hand.

"Let's take a shower together," he said.

I knew he always had a strong sex drive, so we made love frequently.

On the way to the bathroom, he'd already stripped off my clothes, kissing my lips fiercely, and then moving on to my body. He sat me on the bathroom counter, and everywhere he kissed became instantly sensitive.

I got dizzy from his kisses, and in my daze, I felt his large hands spreading my thighs.