Chapter 2009
"I'm not looking for anything! You were the one who teased me, saying that we should get intimate!" "I wasn't teasing you,"
Keegan sighed. "I've always regretted not doing anything with you on the night we got married for the first time." "Me too."
Keegan looked at her.
Stella said, ’ My friend and her husband spent their entire first night of marriage unboxing marriage gifts. The entire night! Can
you imagine how many gifts they received?
"After I beat Jackson up and went back to my room after we got married, I was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent. I
thought I could at least unbox my wedding gifts to make myself feel better, but your mom took everything, even the cash!"
Keegan was speechless.
"Should I ask Aldor to bring you a box of cash so you could count it now?" 'Why is she so obsessed with counting money?’
Keegan thought to himself.
"Do you think that's what I really wanted to do?" Stella glanced at him, "I was just bored because my husband ran away on our
wedding night."
Keegan quickly said, "It's my fault." "I'm glad that you know." Then, Stella suddenly shifted the topic, "So, whose child is Coco?"
Keegan did not say anything. He did not see that coming at all.
Then, he glanced at the time and said, "It's getting late. You should brush your teeth and go to bed now. The doctor said
pregnant women should avoid staying up late and should get sufficient sleep."
Stella kicked him and said through gritted teeth, "If she's not your child, why can't you just tell me?"
Keegan felt a bit of a headache, "Can you ask me something I can actually answer? Coco... Her family's case isn't settled yet.
Now is not the right time.
'Case?' Stella thought to herself.
Upon noticing that Keegan was finally willing to talk more about Coco, Stella wanted to ask more. However, someone knocked
on the door.
"Mr. and Mrs. Kane, the warm milk is ready."
Keegan gave Stella a peck on the lips. Then, he made a hushing gesture, put on his robe, and went to open the door.
After a short while, he came back with a glass of milk.
Stella quickly moved aside to make room on the bed, "Come on. Let's keep talking." "Talk about what?" Keegan handed her the
milk and said, "I have a bit of a headache. Finish the milk before brushing your teeth. I'm going to sleep now."
With that, he lay down beside her, covered himself with the blanket, and prepared to sleep.
Stella was furious. After she placed the glass of milk on the table, she kicked him in the butt and said with her jaw clenched, "Go
on and sleep. I'm going to divorce you tomorrow!"
Keegan was speechless.
He turned around and pulled her into his arms, "Stella, people can only live peacefully in a stable society because of the
sacrifices of those who work in the shadows. However, these people are not recognized and may not even have a future."
Stella paused, seemingly understanding why Keegan would not tell her the truth about Coco.
"I won't ask anymore." She caressed his cheek, "Do what you think is right and worthy."
Keegan smiled, "With a wife like you, what more can a husband ask for?" "You used to say that I was troublesome," Stella said,
ruining the mood.
But Keegan was very gentle with her, "So divorcing me was right. Now that
I've changed, it's also right to remarry me."
She muttered softly, "You're so good at flattering yourself. By the way, will you still pretend you've lost your memory tomorrow?"
"It’s your call," Keegan answered.
Stella then said, "Keep doing it. If I don't do something to get her back, everything you have suffered before will be in vain!"
He chuckled and kissed her cheek, "Mrs. Kane, thank you for having my back."
Jaylene did not wake up until ten o'clock the next morning.
She rubbed her throbbing temples, checked her phone, and abruptly sat up.
There was a text from Keegan: [Jaylene, are you awake? Does your head hurt?]