Mr. & Mrs.

Although the fact that the testicles of the trash had to be sewn together filled me with infinite pleasure… Patrick's family wanted to take the matter to court.

Luckily, my fiancé and his lawyers nicely explained to them that the little boys 'actions were nowhere near as innocent, as they might be if they decided to sue, so with a small check in their pocket, they withdrew from the plan to file a complaint.

Jules did not eventually divorce Patrick, but the husband had to move to the property next door alone because he could no longer have anything to do with the child. That maniac, of course, was happy with that solution too.

Pretty slowly, our lives returned to the old way, and there was nothing left but to set a date for the wedding. When the invitations were done, the time came that I was most afraid of.

„To your colleagues, I think you would like to pass it on personally. Are we inviting the whole company, or just the marketing department… and the managers and shareholders���? "

Dereck took the announcement of the fairytale wedding so naturally, that I felt stupid for being agonizing because of the opinions of others.

„ We don't need the whole company… we have already have more than 100 people on our list."

„ It can fit a thousand people… I have money for it. „

He patted his wallet in his front pocket.

"If you scatter money this way…at this rate, it won't last long."

I sighed and then drank the coffee.

„Can we go?"

He reached for the car key.

„ Yes."

It was the first time we went to work together, in a car. The invitations were hidden in my bag, there was nothing to hide anymore. Sure, an army of malicious rumors was inevitable, but at least Vivian didn't rattle our relationship.

By the time I got to the office, guesses were going everywhere as to why I had gotten out of the director's car. The relatively many private meetings were suspicious anyway, but no one could ever prove our connection. So far.

���Dear Colleagues!"

I stood up at the end of the meeting and put a pile of invitations on the table.

„I would love to invite everyone to my wedding! "

Before they could grasp the essence of the statement, I slipped out of the courtroom. Yes, I ran heroically… they followed me.

Melody literally slammed the office door on me.

„What the fuck is this ?!"

Instead of drawing on the feminine questioning expected of her, it somehow fell out of her. Behind her are the other members of the team.

"Well, how should I say…"

I scratched the base of my ear.

"…am I in the age?"

„Its not about that! Dereck? How? Why?"

„You know… we already sympathized with each other in America… and when he found out that my boyfriend left me… well he didn't give much time to think…"

„How long have you been together?"

Emma poked her nose.

„ How long have I been working here…?"

In my girly embarrassment I could not remember how a year and how many months.

"Pfft."

They closed the door on me. They didn't even wait for an answer .. let's say after starting work maybe if there was a month or two of singularity… it wouldn't have changed much in their opinion.

The news spread like wildfire. The marketing department stuck to the official version, but I heard different story based on which floor I was doing. The financiers spread that I raped my boss on a corporate trip and forced him to marry me with photos. Oh yeah, they were Dereck's biggest fans. Among the security guards, the complete opposite of this story went, men… did not look out of the innocent little girl, that she had a chance against the will of such an influential man… As a matter of fact, they were close enough to reality, but it didn't matter.

In vain have I achieved historical values ​​over the past two years, the fact that I filtered the juice with a leader destroyed all my merits. I felt lousy, the pierced pairs of eyes, the whispers behind me… and these people didn't even know how soon I would be here to be the CEO's wife… well, then what nicknames would they give me.

There were barely two months left until the wedding, luckily my own team's work ethic didn't change. Melody has completely changed, she has become too kind… I don't know because I will be the wife of her boss, or because she knew I wouldn't come back with a man like that after giving birth ,and so she would be in my chair right away.

I never understood why she got stuck in any position, becauses he was a great workforce, she should have been a chewy general manager already… maybe because of her personality they didn't dare push her up.

For the last two weeks, I no longer had the energy for the tension at work, although I had a wedding planner for all sorts of rehearsals, questions, organizations… everyone bothered me with everything.

„A wedding, is very problematic. I will never get married again!"

I complained to Dereck in bed tonight.

„Dare not!"

He laughed.

In fact, I felt more and more often that I shouldn't go back to work after the wedding. I know it's pathetic that I'm so weak, but I just hate it when people don't have a good opinion of me. Is it a sin to want to work in a place where I feel good? It's not a sin, it's a luxury… I know well, but I can afford it now… I just need a good reason for everyone to accept my decision, without revealing how afraid I am of people's negative opinions.

Luckily the cake tasting handed me the resignation letter. I probably wouldn't have figured it out on my own, but as soon as Jules saw the first bite of chocolate foam bounce back from my stomach in 3 seconds, she was already pulling me toward the first pharmacy.

„You'll have a boy ... if you can't stand the sweet one - he's a boy."

There was an obsessive glare in her eyes.

„Piss on this!"

She pressed a pregnancy test into my hand in the middle of the street.

„ Can I hide at least behind a bush?"

I asked laughing, I didn't really understand why she thought I was pregnant… just because a little cookie didn't go well?

She chased me to the bathroom of a nearby plaza, waiting for the result in front of the booth.

"I said I'm not pregnant."

I handed the chopstick with a line.

"I understand you're experienced, but you've really got it wrong now."

"Haha…."

She laughed, then returned the test.

"It's a boy, believe me."

"Ha…."

There was an extra sign on the test.

I thought for a long time about how to tell Dereck. I was also happy, because in the current situation, a baby helped me, but so I'll interrupt my career a year earlier, which is over this way, but I wasn't sure I was ready for motherhood.

„ You can't prepare for motherhood - you just learn from it - or rather you just survive while trying to keep the baby alive. So don't worry! „

Jules patted my shoulder. These words of encouragement were then very much needed.

The big day has come.

It wasn't like I planned. Not a little.

The abbey was damaged by a storm the week before the wedding, so the ceremony was held in the park of the booked hotel. My dress was torn on the day of the wedding when I tried it… rather when I fell down the stairs. My high heels were also ruined. Let's not even talk about the bun…

I finally pulled out a plain white satin long evening gown that I had received from Dereck for the first anniversary. In the dress, I looked like a Greek goddess, but not because of my beauty, but because of the style. Beneath the heart-shaped chest part of the infinitely simple A-line dress was a series of pearl embellishments, and the lace served as both a chest embellishment and a strap. That's it. Dereck's tie cost more than this dress..what he bought because, among the cheap bavli stuff in a Chinese store, it looked quite good. From the fall, my feet swelled a bit, so the stiletto heel was out of the question… in a plain street sandal, because of the disintegrated bun, I set off with my hair released toward the altar.

I, who have always wanted to make a living planning everything, for my own wedding, where the richest people in England are the guests, I go in a setting like others on the street.

When I saw Dereck look at me like I was the most beautiful creature in the world… I was reassured that my husband was blind from the pink fog anyway, so I would get drunk well and survive the wedding… Oh wait. I'm pregnant, I can't drink.

We stood there at the moment of the spade, hoe, big bell, the two of us, receiving eternal allegiance. I know I'm a poor humanist, but when Dereck said I wanted to, I felt like he'd want me for a lifetime. Cliché or not, but at the moment of the sealing kiss, time widened and we stood there in the middle of the petal shower, swimming in happiness.

When we finally got air, he asked the big question.

„What happened to…"

„My 10,000 £ worth weddingdress? Do not ask."

„This is not the…"

„10 £ worth Chinese crap? Yes, it is."

"This Chinese crap will be the most popular wedding dress of the year, that's what I'd bet."

"Well, better than that barge shit… I almost broke my neck… Ah…"

"Hahaha…"

Dereck laughed and kissed.

He wasn't wrong anyway. Since Jules had already posted my photo on the social site that night as a promo for a wedding set marketed by his father's company, this crappy little dress became the best seller for the next two years. Midas struck again…

Unfortunately, I wasn't as creative as Dereck… so I simply asked us to go into the hospital to see if I had more trouble with the fall before we went on our honeymoon. Sure, the baby was my first thought after the fall, but I only fell 3 steps down and it wasn't in that deadly fall type, it was more of just the clothes-tearing version.

For my poor little husband… it didn't even occur to him that the ankle X-ray wasn't done on the abdomen until the doctor sounded the heartbeat.

„I will be a father?"

I saw on his face that he couldn't believe it.

„ Yes. Congratulations, your wife is 8 weeks pregnant!"

Then the doctor turned to me.

„You have to come for the next examination in 4 weeks."

„OK thank you."

While I wiped the gel off my belly, they printed a picture of the little bean in my belly. Dereck looked at the picture, still not wanting to believe it. When we finally left the hospital building, he stopped and looked at me.

„I will be a father."

„ Yes."

„You will be a mother."

„ Yes… your perception is fast…"

„ Thank you!"

He smiled and hugged me.

"I love you!"

„I love you too!"

We kissed and we set off for the plane, which marked the beginning of our honeymoon, the first stop on the bumpy road of our life together.

And …Jules was right. It was a boy, Daniel Loarsen.