Chapter 91: A Dreamlike Reality

Chapter 91: A Dreamlike Reality

Emily looked down, realizing with a start that the dress was even more flattering than before. She hadn't noticed Ethan's increasingly intense gaze beside her.

Ethan leaned closer, and before Emily could react—

"Hey—" Emily didn't have time to stop him.

Why was he taking it off right after she just put it on? It was clear Ethan was up to no good.

"Annoying..." Emily closed her eyes, resting her forehead against Ethan's shoulder, too embarrassed to watch his hands.

After a moment, she couldn't stand it anymore and looked up, whispering, "Let go."

Ethan, with his long lashes lowered, was still focused, his expression playful and intent, like a mischievous child trying to please her.

"You—" Emily's protest was cut short as she saw the tall man gradually lower himself.

"Get up." She scolded him softly, her face and neck flushed red.

"Look at you now… How can you be like this as a dad!"

Was he competing with a child for attention? :)

Ethan looked up at her, his eyes burning, his black pupils slightly unfocused, radiating a fierce warning.

"Even as a dad, I'm still your husband."

He buried his head and continued.

"Once they come out, I won't get any more of you."

Emily: "…!"

Emily felt like crying with no tears left.

"You, are you even speaking human language right now!"

Pregnancy had made her more sensitive and easily provoked. Especially now…

She could barely stand.

Emily bit her lower lip, gently patting Ethan's head.

Her clear almond eyes were misty, her lips and eyelashes shimmered with fine mist, and her cheeks and eyes were flushed, making her look both pitiful and irresistibly tempting.

Ethan's eyes grew hotter, his brows tinged with red.

"It's been almost five months. They're being very good…" Emily hinted quietly, looking at her belly, her face practically dripping blood from embarrassment.

Ethan's lashes fluttered, his throat uncontrollably rolling.

His usually teasing wife suddenly became so obedient—it was almost overwhelming.

He closed his eyes, struggling to control himself.

After several seconds, he reopened his eyes, his voice rough and low, "I'm still worried."

It was hard enough for her carrying twins. How could he bear to let go?

Besides, after being apart for so long, he worried about being too rough.

Emily lowered her lashes, her lips forming a pout.

"Are you…displeased with me…" she murmured, sounding pitiful.

Ethan: "…"

Ethan suddenly held her tighter, slightly shifting his body.

Emily's back stiffened, her almond eyes wide with surprise.

That explosive belt buckle :)

"Displeased with you?" The man asked quietly, his breath hot against her ear, "Hmm?"

Emily: "…"

Emily didn't dare speak.

Ethan looked at her flushed ears, his voice low and teasing, "If you're impatient, that's fine too."

Emily: "…Who's impatient!"

Ethan kissed the corners of her eyes tenderly.

"I am. I'm the one who's impatient."

With her words out in the open, Ethan naturally wouldn't let her go.

But he still couldn't bear to see his pregnant wife struggling.

He pulled her arm. "Darling, could you do me a favor?"

Emily had never seen this side of him before, feeling completely bewildered.

Outside, a faint sound of rain could be heard.

The weather in Jiangcheng was like a huge canopy whenever it rained, stiflingly hot. The top-floor observatory was even warmer, filled with a gentle ambiance.

After some time, Emily hurried to the bathroom as if escaping.

Under the running water and lights, she saw her pale hands were red.

She turned on the faucet and scrubbed for a while, muttering, "Ethan, shameless…"

If her wrist hadn't nearly cramped, it wouldn't have ended there :)

Outside, Ethan's breath finally steadied. He grabbed a tissue box from the table, tidied up a bit, and walked towards the bathroom.

He knocked on the door. "Are you done?"

The sound of the running water grew louder in protest.

Ethan chuckled, "I was just teasing you. We're not continuing. Come out."

He paused, his voice becoming more serious, "But when those two little ones come out, you have to make it up to me, double."

Emily: "…"

Babies, you must stay in mommy's belly a bit longer TAT

**

After the majority of her pregnancy, the nursery was being set up in full swing.

The soon-to-be dad took charge, drawing plans and setting up furniture, personally decorating two nursery rooms.

—From the room style and the overwhelming pink color, it was clear the man's personal preferences were evident.

He chose not to know the babies' genders during the check-ups, never mentioned it, but anyone could see how much he was looking forward to having a little girl.

Emily didn't say it, but secretly hoped her husband's dream wouldn't come true.

Wasn't one enough?

Did he want to have both?

Hmph, he's dreaming!

No way, she would be the only princess in this house!

After the nursery was ready, Ethan took a picture of the crib and posted it on his neglected social media account, announcing the good news.

Emily, who had been out of the limelight for a while, made a long-awaited reappearance on trending searches. The comments were full of congratulations for the wealthy couple.

[Let me translate the billionaire's post: A few months from now, the richest baby in the country will be born [doge face]]

[Here it comes! The luckiest baby is on its way!!]

[Ah, this is the best news I've heard this year as a CP fan! Although we know the baby won't be exposed, just imagining how cute the baby will be with such beautiful parents is enough!]

[Alisa has been missing for so long, turns out she's going to be a mom [heart] Sister, could you send a selfie? I miss you [tears]]

[@Ethanxx, you're a billionaire dad!! How can you be so calm about having a child late in life (not really)? Shouldn't you be giving out red envelopes to announce the joy and let us share in the happiness (doge face)?]

[I'll go first: It's a boy! If I'm right, remember to send me a red envelope!]

…

Everyone joked about how the billionaire announced the news so calmly without any celebratory benefits.

Creston Media's online store took advantage of the buzz, announcing discounts on all baby and maternity products for the day of the boss lady's delivery!

Creston Media's travel and exclusive brands joined in, offering to select five babies born on the same day as the president's child, with the same gender, to receive a prestigious membership with lifelong free stays at Creston Media Enterprises' hotels, resorts, and free flight upgrades, etc.

Sounds tempting, right?

But Emily quickly saw the catch—she was carrying twins, so wouldn't this lucky baby also need to be twins?

And if she had a boy and a girl, where would they find twins born on the same day?

There was a high chance that all five lucky spots wouldn't be filled.

Tsk, shrewd businessman.

Her scheming husband never does a losing deal :)

Emily's twins grew from autumn into winter and were almost ready for spring.

In February, her birthday arrived.

Ethan's gifts were never late.

The billionaire, showing his usual flamboyance, bought a lot of rare treasures and expensive bags at an auction to please his little wife. In addition, he personally prepared a sumptuous dinner for Emily.

Emily was very satisfied.

She never imagined that her twenty-fifth birthday would be like this.

Her wealth had multiplied, and her insured jewelry cabinet grew heavier. But that wasn't the most important thing.

Having someone she loved deeply and who adored her, that was the true source of satisfaction and pride.

Moreover, they were soon to have twins.

Because they had each other, their lives were approaching perfection.

"I have one more gift for you." At the candlelit dinner table, Ethan stood up and walked to his little wife.

Emily: "What?"

If it was something private from the wardrobe like last time, she would refuse :)

Ethan gently placed a gift in front of her—an album.

Emily opened it, exclaiming softly.

The album nearly documented her entire pregnancy. It had pictures of their first hospital visit, her sleeping heavily at night with her belly, and recent photos of her resting on an air cushion because of back pain from the heavy belly…

Emily flipped through the pages slowly, her lips curving into a smile.

"You took these secretly! When did you take them?" she asked, looking up at him with a smile.

She had always kept a pregnancy diary like her mother did, but she wasn't used to selfies, so she hadn't recorded this special time in her favorite way.

She didn't expect he had kept track of it for her.

"My photographer has captured many people and beautiful scenes." Ethan gently touched Emily's face, "I thought it was time to capture you too."

He smiled lightly, "I may not be as good as you, but now I think I understand your passion for photography."

Emily looked at him intently, "What passion?"

"To see something beautiful and always want to capture it."

He rested his forehead against hers, "Emily, you are my most beautiful scenery."

Emily looked deeply into his eyes, feeling touched and moved.

She reached up, wrapping her arms around Ethan's neck and giving him a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Husband."

"Hmm?"

Emily blink

ed, "I love you."

Ethan chuckled, "I love you too."

The only thing left was to wait.

Before they knew it, their babies would be in their arms, and their family would be complete.

**

By mid-March, Emily's belly was already quite big, and her due date was approaching.

She found herself more and more impatient.

When Ethan was away on a business trip, Emily had just had a check-up, and the doctor informed her that the babies were due very soon.

Though she had always had a smooth pregnancy, she became anxious with the thought of labor.

She felt like she was about to explode.

The nursery was perfect, everything was ready.

She looked at her watch, waiting for Ethan to return and just hoping that the twins would come soon.

But Ethan was a little slower than expected. He finally got back after Emily had been waiting for hours, but he was exhausted.

The suddenness of their labor made Ethan not even have the chance to celebrate her birthday.

Yet, when he arrived at the hospital, he could only helplessly watch as Emily was being wheeled to the delivery room, all while his wife was screaming in pain.

Emily had never felt so out of control. Her face was pale, her lips dry, and her hands were clenching the bed frame tightly.

Ethan had spent days by her side, helping her with everything he could.

At the moment when the babies were born, Ethan was anxiously waiting outside, his hands clenching tightly.

Finally, the loud cries of the babies broke through the tense silence.

Ethan's face softened, tears of joy streaming down his cheeks.

His wife was recovering well, and the babies were healthy.

He stepped into the delivery room, his eyes bright and filled with awe.

Emily looked at him, smiling weakly, as if saying everything was worth it.

His tears were mixed with laughter as he reached out to hold Emily's hand, silently expressing his gratitude and love.

"Thank you," Ethan said softly, his voice full of emotion.

Emily's lips curved into a smile, and she looked at the babies in the nursery, feeling like everything had finally fallen into place.

**

In the months that followed, their days were filled with the joy of parenting.

Ethan had become even more attentive, and Emily was amazed at his dedication.

They both cherished every moment with their twins and continued to build their dream life together.

Their family had expanded, and the love between them grew even stronger.

The wealthy couple, once the envy of many, now found their greatest happiness in their growing family.

They were living a life they had always dreamed of—a life filled with love, joy, and the fulfillment of their deepest desires.

And as they looked forward to the future, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, hand in hand, with their hearts forever intertwined.

----The End