Chapter 609


    I couldn’t help but burst intoughter. “Well, giving birth is something we can learn actually. I’m telling


    the truth. We have in-vitro fertilization nowadays, right? If you do that, I don’t even have to bother


    thinking about kids.”


    “You wish!” Seeing that I did not dig in, Christopher pulled me into his arms and fed me instead. “My


    children have to be birthed from your womb. Otherwise, they won’t be the fruits of our love anymore.”


    That night, when Iy 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 rxed.


    Slowly and gently, Christopher’s kiss fell on my lips and trailed further down. Once he entered me, he


    gazed at me intently and uttered in a soft voice, “Eve, it’s 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


    be a true married couple.”


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    “Christopher, I only want you in my life! If I can’t marry you, I’ll never get married.” 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 didn’t 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.


    “No, that can’t do. We’ve got our marriage certificate, and I even stole you from your husband. Holding


    a mere wedding ceremony shouldn’t be any more difficult than that.” 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.


    “I guess only you can make such a shameless remark while sounding justified.” I was a bit speechless


    at that. When I noticed his rapid breathing, I leaned forward and opened my mouth without hesitation.


    “Don’t!” Knowing that I wasn’t 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 couldn’t help but admit that a woman’s strength was iparable to that of a


    man’s. Christopher could always go for three rounds without taking a rest, yet I could only pant nonstop


    in his arms after only once.


    “Chris.” After pondering for a while, I decided to tell him what I saw when I went to the graveyard early


    that morning. “I found many wounds on my mom’s 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?”


    “What?” Christopher eximed. He looked even more surprised than me. “Mr. and Mrs. Goldstein look


    so in love; I didn’t expect that toe at all.”


    Hearing that, I smiled resignedly. “That’s 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?”


    “You’re worried that your dad didn’t treat your mom well, aren’t you?” Christopher was quick to point out


    what troubled me the most. Following that, he said calmly, “They’re adults, so we can’t just butt in


    without understanding what’s 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.”


    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 “Dad,” deep down in my heart, I


    had acknowledged him as my father. After all, it was undeniable that we were blood-rted.