---- Iblinked. How did I ever settle for Matthew when this masterpiece of a man had been beside me all along? David turned his head with a playful smirk. "Are you admiring my body, darling? Should we head back to the villa for a more... thorough inspection?" I turned away, cheeks flushing. "You're such a narcissist. No one's looking at you." "Sophie, we've known each other since we were five. Do you think I can't read your mind by now?" Isnapped, "David, could you try being serious for five minutes?" "Be serious with my own wife? Where's the fun in that?" My phone buzzed again. It was a voice message from Emma. I tapped play. It was a recording of her and Matthew talking. "Matthew, it's just a low-grade fever. You don't need to freak out. Today's the day you're supposed to get ---- married to Sophie. Shouldn't you be at the city hall?" "Marriage can wait. You're not feeling well. How could I possibly think about signing papers right now? Let's get you to the doctor first. The register can happen another day." "But it's kind of a big deal. Isn't Sophie going to be mad?" "Tf she's mad, I'll just sweet-talk her. She's already pregnant. It's not like she's got many options but to marry me. If I don't marry her, she'll come crawling back." Then came the sound of Matthew laughing-loud and smug, like he had just won some kind of twisted game. I put the message on speakerphone. David heard everything. His expression instantly changed as he leaned in, concerned. "You're pregnant?" "Yeah. Congrats, you're gonna be a dad," I said witha smirk. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!