Flash Marriage: Shrewd Wife, Devious Husband
Chapter 117: Getting Swept Away

Chapter 117: Getting Swept Away

Marcella woke up with a smile on her face. It was morning and she was not feeling cold as she was cuddled by Tony. He was deeply asleep and she didn’t want to disturb him. Today was his day off. He didn’t get many days off and she wanted him to have his rest. He doesn’t get much rest either.

She silently stayed in his embrace and before she knew it, fell back asleep only to be woken up by Joey’s screams. She rushed to pick him up and got to the living room.

After feeding and changing him, she talked to Joey for some time. Her heart bubbled with joy seeing him staring at her wide-eyed, trying to mouth back what she was saying. Even the way he yawned was so cute, that Marcella couldn’t help but kiss him.

He has gained weight and grown some. She saw his round belly and couldn’t help but give him belly raspberries. He smiled so prettily beating his chubby legs.

"Ah, I can look at you the entire day, Joey..." she mumbled.

Tony walked out rubbing his belly. He had bed hair and looked adorable. "You’re here..." he yawned and scratched his head.

"At least wear your pants, Tony," Marcella chuckled. He was still wearing only his underpants.

Tony grunted and dived onto the couch.

"Careful! The baby!" Marcella moved aside holding the baby up.

Tony didn’t mind her and lay on her lap. Marcella rolled her eyes.

Where is she going to keep the baby? She cannot hold him forever!

Tony didn’t care for anything and closed his eyes. Before she could say anything, he fell asleep.

What is it? Now I have two babies to look after.

Marcella sighed. But she was not mad or upset. It made her happy. She held the baby close to her chest and gently caressed Tony’s hair.

This life... I can get used to it!

After Joey fell asleep, she carefully stood up and placed him in the crib. When she came to the living room, Tony was still asleep. She was feeling weird from the morning and she went to the bathroom to check. Her intuition was right. Her periods had started.

Since it was getting late this month, she thought that maybe she was pregnant, although, technically it would be impossible.

A girl can dream, right?

She took a shower and came out wrapped in a towel as she didn’t bring any clothes in. Just as she stepped out of the bathroom, she almost screamed her throat out when Tony hugged her from the side.

"Tony! You scared me!" She said trying to wiggle out of his hold.

Tony sniffed her deeply. "You smell so fresh..."

"Will you let me go?" she asked pulling up the towel that was slipping.

Tony buried his head in her chest and took another good whiff. Marcella knew what he wanted. He carried her to the bedroom and carefully placed her on the bed. With a quick swipe, he got naked. She saw his erect manhood staring at her hungrily like his eyes.

He jumped on the bed and climbed over her without resting his weight on her.

"Tony, I..."

He placed his finger on her lips and looked into her eyes. Marcella was mesmerized by his exotic blue eyes and forgot what she was about to say. Her husband had a way about him that engrossed her entire being.

She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck as he kissed her. Only when his hand reached for her thigh did she open her eyes.

"Tony!" she held his hand.

"What?" Tony was confused as to why she was refusing him. She sensed a strong refusal from her which was odd. They’ve been getting on like rabbits these few days.

"It started..." she bit her lips.

Tony was only more confused. "What started?"

"It... my period...arrived this morning," she said. She didn’t know why her heart was beating in her throat. Isn’t it a natural thing that happens to every woman? Why is she feeling too shy to talk about it to her husband?

"Oh...Oh!"

It took some time for Tony to register what she meant. He immediately got up and covered her up. "Are you okay? Do you need anything? Should I do anything for you?" He even softly rubbed her abdomen.

Marcella lifted herself up with her elbows. He looked really cute when he was concerned for her.

"Thanks," she held his hand. It was warm to receive such concern from someone. It’s been a while since someone cared for her this much.

"But you don’t have to do anything. It’s... I can handle it. It’s something that happens every month, so..."

Tony leaned and kissed her forehead. "I’ll prepare breakfast for you. It won’t be good to stay hungry during these times..." He jumped down from the bed. "Get dressed warmly and... You should rest the whole day. I’ll take care of everything, okay?"

He quickly put on his lounge clothes.

"Tony, it’s..."

"What?" he asked.

"You’re making me...I’m not sick and... You can’t do it every month and you’ll make me expect it every month and it would lead to disappointment," she said.

She was scared of expectations. She was scared of receiving care no matter how good it felt. Because when you have expectations, you will feel disappointed. She didn’t think she could handle disappointments. She was not that strong.

Tony sat beside her and held her hand. "My dearest Birdie..." he kissed her hand. "I’ll be honest with you. I know I cannot do this every month for you. I am not going to give you a promise that I know I cannot keep. That is why I am going to do it whenever I can and do anything I can to be of even a little help to you. And you will accept my help."

Marcella blinked. So, what is he saying? She should not expect him to do this for her and should accept it when he helps her. "But..."

"I am being selfish here. I love you, Birdie," he kissed her and hugged her close.

"Omelets are fine," she said with a smile.

"Good," he kissed her on the lips and got out of the room.

Marcella rolled into the duvet.

I’m being swept away in his tide, aren’t I?

And why do I like it?

It’s his honesty, isn’t it?

Ah, it’s Tony... My Tony...

I love him...