I’m Just His Wife

Han turned around sharply. “Lady, believe it or not, Spirit’s designer was nowhere near my level, I can end him anytime.”

“I believe you,” Arisen acquiesced, “I believe that with your scalpel, you can end him anytime you want.”

Arisen was sure that Shangze would never beat him in a fight.

“And please, don’t keep calling me ‘lady’. Call me Arisen,” Arisen interrupted before he could say anything else.

Han looked at Arisen with a sly smile. “You’re pretty courageous. No one has ever talked to me like that before.”

“Right, aren’t you a grave caretaker? The dead ones were usually pretty shy to talk to the living.” Arisen felt like she was going crazy talking to a madman.

Han stopped talking to Arisen until they reached a 24-hour KFC outlet.

“I’ll buy you a meal here.” Han then dragged Arisen in.

Third Person’s POV

“I want to go to the rooftop.” Ivan suddenly said so Rigella stopped arranging his wife’s meal. He had just finished feeding it.

He faced Ivan and spontaneously raised his eyebrow. It’s been five days since Ivan woke up but she thinks that he’s not yet fully recovered so …

She sighed and touched Ivan’s hair, he caressed it. “Ivan, you’re not okay yet. Only next time when you can, alright?” he smiled fondly at it. “I’ll take you to the rooftop myself, I promise.” he added.

“But I want to inhale some fresh air and feel the sunlight, hon. I don’t want to be confined here in this room all the time.” Ivan sat up from lying down so he was suddenly startled. Hayst, her husband’s really weird ever!

“Ivan, you’re not okay yet. Don’t be naughty, please. You might just get upset when I take you there.” even though he was a little annoyed he still tried to calm his voice.

He saw the sadness on Ivan’s face. The expression it showed on him looked pitiful. For a moment his heart was touched there. He looks exactly like Ice when that’s how his expression shows. Father that they really were.

Ivan gently pulled his hand away so he was surprised. One of its arms was wrapped around his waist and his head was pressed against his chubby stomach. She smiled and stroked Ivan’s hair again. Her husband seems to be embracing again.

“Baby, oh. Mommy doesn’t want to be with me on the rooftop. She doesn’t want daddy to breathe fresh air.” like a child Ivan said so he laughed softly. “He’s bad, what?” she felt Ivan kiss her belly after saying that.

He turned away from his wife and stared at her. He just smiled at her and kissed the back of her palm. He just stared at it. Bad pala, huh?

“were you mad at that, mommy?” Ivan asked laughingly and kissed his palm one after another.

He sniffed. “It’s because of you, you’re insulting our son right away even though he hasn’t come out yet.” his frown deep after saying that.

Ivan laughed. Oh, it’s been a while since he heard him laugh like that. It doesn’t seem to come from being long comatose with its kind of laughter.

“It’s just a joke, hon. Of course you’re not bad. You’re the best mother in the whole wide world.” Ivan stopped laughing and looked at her intently while smiling. It seemed to memorize the details of his face. “I’ve seen you taking care of Ice and even then I knew you were a good mother. I didn’t really make a mistake in loving you. You’re an amazing woman.” one of Ivan’s hands caressed his cheek so he smiled. He really knows how to make her annoyance vanish like a bubble. “And even if you’re near to perfection, you still chose to love me. You chose to stay beside me. You chose to be a mother of my kids. I’m so thankful for that.”

‘that’s a great compliment, Ivan.” he said laughing and pinched Ivan’s cheek lightly. “Hmm. were you sure you can do that? I’ll take you to the rooftop.” his mood, which had been broken before, suddenly improved.

His wife smiled broadly and nodded in succession. He laughed loudly and messed up Ivan’s hair. It’s like a gentle dog if it can handle it. But her husband’s dog was handsome, if you think about it.

“Wait up. I’ll just call the nurse. I can’t put you in a wheelchair. You weigh so much and then you planted it.” he pointed to his own stomach.

Ivan smiled at him. “You enjoyed it-”

He threw it an empty plastic bottle. “He’s really rude to your mouth anytime!” he was disgusted. He didn’t want to he really didn’t want to talk about that thing. She believes that it’s an intimate thing.

Ivan laughed and touched his stomach. It was as if his stomach was already hurting with laughter. He kept thinking that his wife was just cheating on him. Seriously, it doesn’t seem to be comatose anymore because of its “jokes”. He was a bit new because he had never seen such a side of Ivan. He’s playful.

But somehow, he was also happy because it was obvious that his strength was returning. Not like the first two days Ivan was awake. It was less mobile and needs more support when moving. But now, if you can joke it’s pure. Maybe her husband was fine.

“Just a joke again. I’m just testing your temper so I know what you don’t like.” Ivan stopped laughing and smiled at him again. “Oh, go ahead. Call the nurse so I can go to the rooftop.” Ivan seems to be in the company and ordering his secretary.

He smiled sarcastically. It”s still really annoying. He could not control his emotions. Pregnant e. “What am I? Wife or assistant?” mixed with annoyance what should have been his only sarcastic tone.

Ivan opened his mouth and applied his index finger to his own chin. It was as if he was thinking deeply about his attitude. In Rigella’s mind she couldn’t believe it. He did not know whether the gun hit him in the chest or in the head. It was as if his head was shaken and his personality suddenly changed.

“Ahm … Both?” said Ivan who smirked at her. Shame was crazy crazy.

“It’s crazy. Tsk. Stop that. It’s none of your business.” he complained. He seems to prefer that rude Ivan like before e.

Ivan bit his lower lip to suppress his laugh. He looked at it angrily. He can do nothing. He’s been really hot -headed these past few days.

‘that last, promise.” Ivan smiled. “Let’s go to the rooftop, please? I don’t want to be here. I’m boiling.” Ivan sniffed at him slightly. The crazy one was cute.

He took a deep breath before nodding softly. “You’re just there. Don’t get up until I’m gone.” he ordered.

Ivan memorized with him. “Copy, Madam Steinfileds!” it teasingly grinned at him.

“Correction, my surname was De Leon because we’re still married …” he shook his head.

Ivan was just breastfeeding her so she decided to leave the room. She called a nurse who passed by and told her to get a wheelchair for Ivan. He immediately obeyed his orders and a few minutes ago he arrived with a wheelchair.

The two of them took the nurse inside and they saw Ivan”s sudden rise from lying down. It looked bad on him, specifically on the male nurse. He frowned at his wife because she looked in a bad mood.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

The nurse supports Ivan until he was in a wheelchair. Ivan would have fired the nurse if he hadn’t stopped her. He said he couldn’t push Ivan up to the rooftop and another he couldn’t do that because of his condition now.

“I’m jealous of that nurse there, Rigella.” Ivan said emphatically as they reached the rooftop. It also immediately fired the nurse earlier.

His forehead furrowed. “Why were you jealous there? You’ve been brought here to the rooftop.” he wiped his forehead which was somewhat wet with sweat. He seemed tired of going to the rooftop even though they were taking the elevator.

Ivan’s jaw tightened and he could clearly see what he saw. “I don’t like the way he looked at you. I can see the twinkle in his eyes as he looked at you earlier. Damn, can’t he see it? We’re having a baby. Looks like you still want something that.” it said irritably to him.

He laughed softly. He put his arm around Ivan and stroked his hair with his other hand. “It’s crazy. Even if it makes me like it, I still don’t care. You’re the one I love, okay? You’re so paranoid.” he said laughing.

“But, Rigella, I don’t want anyone to look at you like that. I just want to be me. You’re mine because you’re my wife. I love you and you’re fucking mine.” there was still a trace of annoyance in its voice.

He took a deep breath and shook. Ivan’s possessive side was what he sees now. He didn’t know but he felt a thrill. She seems to prefer Ivan’s possessiveness even more because that just means he really loves her.

“I’m really yours. I won’t kidnap others so just calm down there.” he softened his voice to calm Ivan.

Ivan was silent and he felt his arms around his waist. He looked at it and saw that it was folded and staring somewhere. He smiled and continued to stroke his wife’s hair. He could not believe that they would ever experience this kind of peace.