The 99th Divorce

Shen Luo’an did a double take, seemingly astounded by the question.

Shen Manting shrank back and whispered, “I once swore that I would reserve my first kiss for my Prince Charming.”

He had a soft spot for her naive thoughts, which he found adorable and made his heart flutter.

Shen Luo’an inched closer to her and leaned over.

Shen Manting instinctively retreated from him, but Shen Luo’an had already reached out to grab her chin. He leaned in closer and locked lips with her.

She felt a tender sensation as his soft lips glided over hers.

Shen Manting’s eyes widened, but she soon gave in and closed her eyes in bliss.

Shen Luo’an had never felt this way before.

He never realized Shen Manting had a demure side to her. He never expected her to fall under his spell when he kissed her.

He couldn’t resist longing for more. He gently pried open her lips and moved in closer, slowly taking her in.

Their bodies were soon intertwined. A while later, Shen Manting pushed him away gently, unable to stand the intimacy anymore. Shen Luo’an released her.

Shen Manting started panting. She looked at him coyly, her cheeks blushing.

Shen Luo’an’s heart was beating wildly. He couldn’t help leaning in closer and gazed longingly at her face.

Shen Manting shrunk back a little. Then, she laid back on the bed and pulled the blanket over her head. She mumbled in a muffled voice from under the sheets, “Hubby, I don’t want to have a baby.”

She’d probably consider the question of the birds and the bees after enjoying a nice meal.

She was starving by now. Kissing wouldn’t make her pregnant, right?

Shen Manting felt uncertain. She lifted the blanket and peeped out from beneath.

She peered at Shen Luo’an, who was standing before her.

Shen Luo’an was looking at her affectionately.

She sensed a hint of sorrow in his eyes, tinged with relief.

Shen Manting suddenly thought he looked pitiful. She whispered, “Are you feeling sad, hubby?”

Shen Luo’an smiled at her and replied, “No, I’m not.”

“But why do you look sad?” Shen Manting felt sorry for him. Then, she muttered softly, “Anyway, I don’t think we should kiss anymore. What if I become pregnant? I don’t want to have a baby.”

She heard that giving birth is a painful process.

Extremely painful!

One might even die from the intense pain!

Shen Manting shuddered at the thought.

Shen Luo’an was morbidly amused. “Who told you that kissing makes you pregnant?”

Shen Manting blushed, embarrassed by his teasing. She covered her face with the blanket shyly and whispered, “Everyone says so…”

Shen Luo’an broke into rare laughter. He edged closer to her and reassured her softly, “No, kissing won’t make you pregnant. Anyway, I’m your Prince Charming. Our child is two years old. Call me your husband from now on, all right?”

Shen Manting felt her heart racing, excited by the close proximity between herself and Shen Luo’an.

Her cheeks were burning. She nodded and replied, “Yes, hubby.”

Shen Luo’an’s heart melted. He even felt tears forming in his eyes.

He turned away from her and said matter-of-factly, “I have to make a phone call.”

Shen Manting felt a tinge of sorrow creeping into her heart as she watched him leave.

She felt a complicated mix of emotions. She was anxious, yet also gratified and excited at the same time.

The rush of emotions came to her as an instinctive reaction.

She couldn’t place her finger on the trigger that stimulated these emotions.

She stayed in the hospital for three more days.

After three days, the doctors decided that she was fit to be discharged from the hospital. She returned home – or rather, the “home” she learned about from Shen Luo’an.

Her “home” turned out to be a beautiful and luxurious house!

She had never seen such a grand and lovely house before!

“Mommy!”

A child called out to her in an eager voice. He dashed over to her and wrapped his arms around her legs.