The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

Chapter 198

“Good morning, sunshine.” I feel Silas’s lips on my check, making me smile. “Happy anniversary.” He places another kiss on my check before pulling me on top of him, making me laugh.

This whole poisoning thing has been nothing but a blessing in disguise. Silas and I have spent the last five days at home, doing nothing but enjoying each other’s company. He only left the house to go to his physiotherapy sessions and he made sure to come back home to me right afterwards.

“Happy second anniversary, baby,” I mumble, nuzzling my face in the crook of his neck. “I would kiss you, but my morning breath is awful.”

“I can’t really smell anything, but I think a peck won’t kill me,” he says, giving me a scalp massage, causing me to moan.

“This feels good, but you surely deserve a peck on the lips,” I say slowly moving my head. I look into his eyes and say, “Hello there, handsome.” I lean down and peck his lips.

“Hi gorgeous,” he says, brushing his nose against mine, causing me to smile. “So, there were many things I wanted to do with you today, but Everest is still out there and I don’t plan on risking your life at all.” He reaches for a strand of my hair and twirls it around his fingers.

“I’m sick and tired of this,” I whine, placing my forehead on his chest. “I just want to live a normal life without needing to worry about having a freaking stalker.”

“We got rid of him once. We can do it again,” he reminds me and kisses my head. “I have a fun plan for us, though.”

“What is it?” I ask with a grin on my face, sitting up while I’m still on top of him, so I’m basically straddling him.

“With that position? I think my plans will change to spending the whole day in bed and making love to you.” He smirks, making me laugh.

“Nobody is stopping you.” I smirk back. He looks surprised for a second and I totally get it. Silas and I haven’t slept together in so long and to be honest, I miss his touch. I miss the way he makes me feel whenever we have sex.

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“Rosie, I’m going to ask you something and I want you to be completely honest with me, yeah?” He intertwines our hands. together and I slowly nod. “Are you still thinking about getting a divorce?” he asks.

“The only thing I have been thinking about lately concerning this topic is how to tell you I don’t want it anymore,” I admit, playing with his fingers. I look at him and I swear, it’s easy to spot the relief on his face.”

Not giving me the chance to react, Silas brings both of his hands on my waist and holds them tightly for a moment before turning me to the side, causing me to squeal as I suddenly find myself lying down on the bed with my husband on top of me. Well, I can’t really feel his body weight, because his knees are placed onto the bed and his body isn’t touching mine.

“Best thing I have ever heard in a while.” He bends down and pecks my lips.

“I have been thinking about it for a while and to be honest, I have been wanting to tell you that I know I made a mistake, but I wasn’t sure how you’d react. I was scared that you might be the one who wanted to get a divorce after everything,” I confess, staring into his brown eyes. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why on earth would you think like that, cupcake? I didn’t want the divorce in the first place,” he reminds me. His voice is soft as he speaks to me. “I’m sorry about mistreating you. I’m sorry about neglecting you and not sharing your moments of success. I promise I won’t do that ever again.”

I love you, Silas. I love you so much,” I mumble, moving from under him. I sit on my knees too in front of him and latch my arms around his neck.

“And I’m in love with you, Rosie. I’m so glad that I get to call you mine again,” he says and kisses my cheek. “I never got to

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tell you what we’re going to do today.”

I totally forgot about that. All that I care about now is that we’really back to how we normally are. It feels so good to have the life that I love with everything in me back. I’m thankful that he managed to get over his addiction. Now, we can move forward.

“Tell me.” I say with a grin on my face as we both finally decide leave our comfy bed.

“We’re going to cook breakfast together. I asked the doctor yesterday and he told me you can now cat whatever you want. After that, we’re going to try to put together a five–hundred–pie puzzle I bought. I know you’ve always wanted us to try that. Then, we can cook dinner together and have it under the stars in our backyard. How does that sound?”

“Perfect. It sounds perfect.” I kiss his cheek before walking inside the bathroom.

Suddenly, staying at home doesn’t sound too boring and it’s all because of my brilliant husband.

I catch his wrist before we descend the stairs. “Is your knee all good now?” I wonder.

“Yes.” He nods.

“And can you lift 130 pounds without hurting it?” I shoot another question.

“I can lift more than that without hurting it,” he replies. “What’s with these questions?”

“I feel like I want a piggyback ride to the kitchen.” I beam, making him laugh.

“You got it, cupcake!” I clap happily and hop on his back. He places his arms under my knees as he descends the stairs and I latch both of my arms around his neck and kiss his cheek.

I hop off his back when we reach the kitchen and we decide on making a mini breakfast banquet because we just love pampering the hell out of yourselves on our anniversary. I’m also sure that this is going to be breakfast and lunch since it’s already 11:30.

“I want to take you on a vacation. How does that sound?” he asks while whisking the eggs.

“But you’re going back to the field in two days,” I remind him.

“I know, but we’re going to have two weeks off between the last week of January and the first ten days of February, so I thought I could kidnap my wife and go on a vacation with her,” he says, making me smile.

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“I would love to be kidnapped by you.” I stand on my tiptoes and kiss his lips. Today feels like a fairytale and I pray with everything in me that most of our days become like this one. I know that each relationship has its ups and downs, but I can’t help but hope for the ups to be dominant.

“Don’t forget we’re going to Lily and Aniyah’s school tomorrow, I remind him as I take a seat beside him.

“I remember. I can’t wait to put that teacher in her place,” Silas says, and I hum in agreement. We told Aniyah to tell one of the teachers about the bullying when the girls spent the day at our place and to my surprise, the teacher dismissed her. Lily was also with her when she went to report the bullies to the teacher to tell her how bad everything was, but she didn’t give the girls the chance to talk.

“Same here. How can she be that irresponsible? Doesn’t she know that some kids lose their lives because of bullying? Doesn’t she know that school is supposed to be a safe environment?” I’m already angry just thinking about what she told the girls. She should have taken some action to make them feel that their problems were valid, but no, she decided to make them feel that what they were going through meant nothing.

When I look at my husband’s face I notice a faint smile on it. “What?” I ask, frowning in confusion.

“I just imagined how protective you’re going to be when you’re a mother and something about the idea makes me smile. I

just know that you’re going to be an amazing mumm.” I smile at the thought too. I also know he’s going to be a great dad.

“And you’re going to be a wonderful dad, Silas. I’m sure of that, I tell him.

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“Do you think we’re ready to become parents?” Silas’s question catches me off guard. I have never thought about whether we’re ready or not to become parents, but I do know that I want to become a mum, and he wants to be a dad.

If he asked me a month ago, I would have told him that we were nowhere near ready, but as I think about it now, I feel like we can take this step.

“I think we’re ready,” I reply, keeping my eyes locked on his brown ones.

“Should we start trying?” Sudden excitement erupts inside of me at the thought. Silas wants to be a father and the more I think about it, the more I feel that I want to be a mother too.

Silas has this look in his eyes that is speaking a thousand words. I can see it in his eyes that he wants to build a family. I can see how he wants to take our marriage to the next step.

“I would love that, Silas.” He closes the space between us and presses his lips against mine. I can’t help but smile through the kiss. I’m currently in love with everything about our relationship. I love how we’re both truthful and vulnerable in front of each other. I love the way he makes me feel and how my heart dances whenever he kisses me. I’m thankful that we can now put the past behind us.

This version of us is the one I’m absolutely in love with. This is how we used to be for years before everything went downhill. Perhaps what happened was necessary to remind the two of us what we mean to each other and how much in love

we are.

Our kiss turns into something more heated and passionate. It’s something that is full of love, lust, and longing. It’s like we both are missing one another to the point we can’t keep our hands to ourselves.

I don’t know how and when we made it to the bathroom, but here I am lying down on bed with Silas cherishing every inch of my body, making me feel loved and cared for.

I’m naked and vulnerable, yet he makes me feel protected. As his lips move down my neck, I become sure that no man in this universe can make me feel the way Silas makes me feel. He is my drug, and I’m happily and hopelessly addicted to him.