We had so much fun in his rest house. The planned one-week vacation became a month-long stay.
Truthfully, I was saddened when we returned to his mansion. It was back to normal. He left for work early, and when I woke up, I was alone in my bed. But it didn't make me lonely because he always left a bouquet of roses and a love letter on the empty side of the bed to compensate for his absence.
One day, while trying a new cake recipe, a strong smell made me nauseous. I rushed to the lavatory to vomit.
"What happened, Luna?" the maid asked, coming to my aid.
"I don't know. I feel dizzy."
"You need to rest while I'll call a doctor."
I was lying in bed, waiting for the doctor's test results. A knock on the bedroom door broke the silence, and the doctor entered with my two personal maids.
For some reason, the doctor was smiling as she approached the bed.
"Congratulations, Luna," she began. "You're pregnant."
CINDY'S POV
When I heard the good news, I instinctively touched my belly and imagined my child.