He stored her lunch in the refrigerator so she could heat up whenever she felt hungry.

Though work at the company demanded much of his time, Edwin cherished every private moment they shared. After tidying up, he sat by the bed, gently pinching Laura's cheeks to wake her.

Laura stirred, her face pale and her black hair cascading across the pillow, a picture of sleepy beauty.

She was still shy from the memories of the previous night.

Edwin leaned down, kissing her, and softly suggested, “Sleep a bit more. Remember to eat at noon, there's food in the fridge. Just relax and watch some TV. We'll stay here for the next few days.”

Edwin had a villa in the works, but it was under renovation and wouldn't be ready for another six months.

In the meantime, he wanted to stay here with Laura.

She nodded in agreement, ever obedient and without complaint.

As Edwin prepared to leave, Laura suddenly caught his hand.

“What's wrong?" he asked, his tone tender, enveloping her in his arms.

Laura, her arm wrapped around his neck, whispered softly with a hint of worry, “Last night, you didn't use— you know. Before, you always did."

Edwin realized she was concerned about pregnancy.

He kissed her, offering reassurance.

“We're married now. If you become pregnant, we'll have the baby. Our Laura will become a mommy."

He knew of her deep desire for a family and children.

Laura gazed at him, expressing her fear of being a burden, especially after the issues with the Smith family.

Edwin's response was gentle yet firm.

“If it happens, we'll have the baby. I can manage, no matter how busy I am."

Laura nodded in understanding.

Edwin then playfully touched her face, teasing her about how she felt, asking if it was different from before. Laura blushed, too embarrassed to respond, and playfully pushed him towards the office.