My lovely Wife

Carisha's head hurts and her senses are throbbing when she gets up. He yawned looking at the wall and the design of the place.

He was relieved. "Oh my gosh!" He screamed softly then looked at the man who was lying on his back and looked like he was still asleep. "No... I didn't... N-no way..." He tried to suppress that maybe he just slept with the man next to him but when he looked at the body that was not covered by anyone, the truth that he gave registered her virginity to a man she doesn't know.

Confused and wet-eyed, Carisha left the bed and put on her clothes and left the room without saying goodbye. He was still a little uncomfortable in what he was wearing because he wasn't wearing any undergarments.

He went out of the club and hailed a taxi then drove to his friend's condo. His parents had just died and he was an only child, so he chose to live in a condo rather than his house because his parents' memory was there.

Hannah's face was shocked when he opened the door for her and saw her face.

"Good morning? Goodness Carisha Alejandrino! What does that look like?"

He pulled her in and closed the door. He is not feeling well. She was like a fever and the depth of her femininity was very painful.

He pulled his friend to sit down. "Listen to me, Hannah. When Mommy or Daddy calls, tell them I slept here. And when they ask why I didn't say goodbye, I went out to buy something at the convenience store just because I saw you so I decided to go with you You're here in your condo. Is that clear?" It nodded to him in confusion.

"But where did you really come from last night?" He looked over his whole body.

He washed his face. "I went to the club—"

"What?!

"—then i get drunk and...and..." He pulled out his hair. "I had sex with someone I don't know." He closed his eyes tightly and his tears flowed. Hannah was dumbfounded when he hugged her and rubbed her back and hair which made her cry even more.

"Shh, it's okay. It's okay. I'm here, babies. I'm here, don't worry." He repeatedly said comforting her.

"Oh my gosh! If I hadn't gone to the club...it wouldn't have happened!" He screamed as loud as he could.

"Wait bebs...You're hot! You're running a fever, Carisha. Come on, let's go to the room and rest." He just stood there because he really didn't have the strength to speak and if he didn't force himself he wouldn't be able to walk either.

TIRED Carisha sat on the bed and looked at the baby cradle where the child was sleeping soundly. He looked at the wall clock and realized it was three in the morning.

He just smiled because the reason he was tired and awake again was none other than his beautiful daughter.

A month later she found out she was pregnant. He knew that was possible because he didn't remember anyone wearing protective gear while they were doing something.

He still remembered how his parents' faces lost hope and how their dreams for him crumbled.

He locked himself in his room and did not eat properly for several days. His older brother, Kuya Carlo, served him food and sympathized with him while his parents did not bother him, but they cooked healthy meals for him.

Even though the parents are angry and dissapointed, he can feel their concern. A few months later and Carisha's belly grew bigger and bigger and her family and Hannah went to the OBgyne with her. They have accepted what happened to her and the child in her womb.

With each day, week and month that passes, she is nervous for the impending birth of her child. Carisha was only sixteen years old at the time and was unable to take on the responsibility of motherhood but she was able to handle it for herself and her child.

This premature baby came out and he was in the incubator for a month while he was recovering and healing the stitches in his stomach because he did not give birth to his son by normal delivery but by cesarean because his body could not handle it yet even though he is healthy.

It was a difficult time for Carisha and her family. It is too dangerous to give birth for eight months and her child still needs to be monitored every day that passes and if there is anything complicated about his health.

They just breathed a sigh of relief that Gabby didn't have any complications but her heart was weak but not serious, that's what the Doctor told them.

He stopped studying because of that and gave his son time. After a few months and her condition improved, Carisha started working in a café where she still works until now and her boss became a friend.

They are well-off and Carisha's family is in the business world, but she prefers to separate from her parents and live in a simple house with her son. She works during the day from 8 to 5 in the afternoon and comes home for the child.

Even so, he was able to buy Gabby's milk and care, especially since he didn't pay much and they were the only two children.

His son is two-two years old, so he still cuddles with him. Whenever he works, Yunna—who is his son's nanny—comes here to take care of Gabby.

He lay down on the bed and after a while he fell asleep

The next morning, Carisha woke up to the sound of her alarm clock that went off every day when 5 o'clock struck.

He got up, took a shower and cooked breakfast. Then she took the breast pump from the drawer and put milk in a bottle for baby. A few minutes later, he heard the child's cry so he quickly went to the room to get Gabby. He was sure that he would sleep all day and be awake tonight.

"Hush, Hush. Mommy's here, son. What does that baby want, huh?" He picked her up and caressed her to stop crying. After a while it stopped and giggled.

He smiled because of its cuteness then squeezed his son's cheek. "My son is really cute. Look at him, he's cute." He said he was shivering then he kissed his son on the face as he walked out of the room to pay.

He breastfed her while waiting for Yunna and he had to go to work. Today is Saturday, so Carisha has a day off tomorrow. He plans to take his son for a walk in a park nearby so that his eyes don't always see the house. Gabby's Doctor also gave Carisha that advice.

He heard a knock then the door opened and Yunna spat out. "Hello, beautiful Mommy. Good morning." Yunna congratulated him for becoming her friend. It doesn't seem like it really looks like a nanny because of its beautiful face and body shape as well as complexion. "And good morning baby." And it's still English-era.

He smiled at her and congratulated her. "Good morning too, Yunna. Gabby is already asleep, I have to go in." He said and gave her Gabby who didn't wake up and thanked her. It's because Yunna is quite used to it.

He kissed her forehead, her cheek and her lips. "Mommy's leaving first, baby?" He then confronted Yunna. "There's food in the kitchen, eat when you're hungry. Alright, I'm going." Carisha said here then took the bag and walked towards the door.

"Bye-bye, pretty Mommy!"

He parked a tricycle then got on and delivered to Fly Sweet Butterfly Cafè.

As soon as you enter, you will be welcomed by toy butterflies that look like real butterflies above. The whole place is like a garden and the chairs and tables are wooden. At the bottom of the table are arranged various books and magazines. There are also book shelves on one side. It's like entering a fairy-tale café themed café. So it is famous because of the freshness and peacefulness they provide and the good service of the staff. It's spacious and doesn't have a second floor because that's what Fashie wanted. FSFC has several branches and can be considered no different from its main branch. Because everyone puts their heart into customer service and is kind.

"Good morning." The staff greet Carisha as she passes.

He smiled then nodded. "Good morning too." He said and went to their small locker room and changed his clothes and put on an apron with the design and butterflies and beige color before going out and then started working.

It's been a few hours and he's not tired because the cafe's waitress and waiter are good enough.

"Mommy doesn't seem stressed now." Fashie, who had just arrived, greeted him.

He laughed softly. "Today is Saturday, Madam Fashie. It's probably because you know." He still calls her a lot when they are at work because it is the employer×employee who mediates between the two of them.

He smiled and said goodbye. "Oh hey, I'm just going to my office. Keep up the good work." He gave Carisha a thumbs-up before walking towards his office.

He was cleaning a table when one of his co-workers passed him. "Cari, table 25." After this, he continued walking and entered the kitchen with the used utensils.

He quickly finished wiping the table and put the wipe in his apron pocket then took out the pen and paper and walked to table 25.

He gave the menu here. Because of the amount they offer, there is a menu.

"What is your order, ma'am?" He asked with a smile. Rule number is to always be polite and smile at the customer.

He smiled back at her. "Uhm, what is your specialty here?" This is a sophisticated question to him.

Carisha said their specialty and after ordering she went to the kitchen and got ready.

It only took a few minutes so Carisha took the tray and went out and delivered it to the woman. As soon as he delivered it, he immediately left to wipe the other tables that had been used.

Carisha was about to go back to the kitchen to get another rag when she accidentally bumped into something, it was hard with softness.

Carisha looked up and her eyes widened as she bumped into a handsome creature and it was not appropriate!

Confused, he walked away from it. If his height is 5'7, he thinks the person in front of him is 6'2 or 6'3. The tall Carisha thinks of herself as an elf.

He sighed and asked for forgiveness. "I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to." He tried to be formal and not stammer. He didn't say a word and just stared at her which bothered him a little. "Are you going to order sir?" He just asked. "Table 6 is—"

"I don't accept apologies." He looked at her coldly while his eyes never left her.

Carisha was shocked by what he said. "H-ho? Why...?"

It did not answer his question. "Come into my office and I'll make you pay for bumping me." He was given a card with an address. He reluctantly accepted it even though he didn't want to. It is still their customer and should not be disappointed and should be respected.

He shook his head, "S-Sir, if the payment is money, I don't have much—"

"Did I say the payment is about money?" It cut off what he was saying. Carisha shook her head then went. Not really. He didn't know if he was right or if it was just his imagination, the corner of his lips lifted slightly before walking towards table six.

Carisha couldn't help but worry and think. It seems too much if he pays her just because he bumped into her. But as he said, you have to respect the customer even if you want to cheat.

Carisha was nervous while walking into a company. He didn't even know why Carisha came here and he just bumped into her. But it's still his fault and his son might do something bad to them after finding out who he is. That's why it's standing like that because it's the CEO of the famous GA airline! This is what some call Hitler when it comes to business.

That's why he was even more nervous when one of its employees showed him the office of Grego Ashton Guerrero.

"Thank you." Carisha thanked the woman then headed to her office which was on the third floor. He took a deep breath before knocking once.

"Come in." He heard his baritone voice inside the room.

He opened the door and slowly closed it then walked closer to the table. The man looked up from what he was busy doing on the laptop. When he saw that he was the one who entered, he stopped what he was doing, closed the laptop and leaned on the swivel chair with his arms crossed.

The young man raised an eyebrow at him then spoke. "Do you know what I can do to you because you bumped me?" His voice was very intimate and serious. He was nervous again because of the way he looked. Too heavy. Ten times as nervous as before. He said it! In a simple collision, that's what happened.

Carisha looked at the young man because earlier he was just standing. "S-sir... B-maybe we can talk about it. Yes, I bumped you p-but it's just a bump—" He cut off what he was saying. Why does the young man tend not to finish what he is saying?

"Precisely. You bumped into me so you should pay for that. Because of you, I left the cafè and left the billions contract that I have to deal with that day in FSBC." Carisha bit her lip to understand what she had done. That's why. But is it right to blame him? It's your fault too, Carisha. His jaw tightened and his vision darkened.

"W-what do I do now?" He said nervously.

It's just leaning forward and cross-armed on its seat. "Pay me." It was as if he didn't say anything and was playing with his reading glasses.

His eyes widened slightly at what he said. "S-sir, I told you. I don't have any money—"

"Didn't I say yesterday that money is not connected with it?" He shook his head then headed again. Carisha was intimidated in front of her.

"So what?" He couldn't stop asking. He wants to go home because his son might be looking for him.

It moistened the dry lips. "Work in my company and..." He looked down at his proud chest—larger because of puberty and even larger when he got Gabby pregnant—because he was only wearing a shirt and a thin jacket with jeans. His cheeks warmed and slightly covered his chest. It tasted, "be my slave slash assistant." This to Carisha.