When she awoke the next morning, she was scared of opening her eyes to find that maybe what happened yesternight was all a dream. She shifted a bit and felt the delicious pains in some parts that she never even knew existed. Jiaye slowly opened her eyes as an automatic smile made it to her face.

"Glad to see you so happy this morning," Maddie said, startling her. She turned around and saw him emerging from the bathroom, looking all hunched up.

"Good morning, handsome," She greeted him brightly.

"Good morning, beautiful," he came over and gave her a soft kiss. She tried grabbing him, but he keeps backed away.

"You're not getting me in that trap now, Honey." He said, smiling. "I'm going to do all sorts of things to you when I come back." He added, giving her one smoldering look that sent a slight shudder through her.

"Are you sure I still can't come to work?" She asked him, pouting, "I mean, if I knew the swindler, I'm pretty sure things will come back to me."

He thought about it for a moment, "I was actually planning on taking some few days off work, then we can go on a retreat," He paused a bit then continued, "Maybe after that, we'll see how things are then you'll resume working. What do you think?" as if her smile could get any wider, she can't remember ever being this happy about something.

"I think that's a fantastic idea." She managed to let out without sounding too eager.

"Good, so let me go clear some things at work today, I might be late, then we'll decide on where to go, okay?"

She nodded vigorously.

"Good, now let me go dress up before I take you for your offer." He said as he left.

She quickly got out of bed, did a little happy dance, and went to take a bath. A nice luxurious bath, with petals and scented candles, yes. This is what life was all about. Or maybe she should have breakfast with him, like a good wife.

"How times have changed," She muttered to herself as she took a quick shower.

Jiaye slipped on a turquoise sundress, held her hair in a ponytail, and headed downstairs to join him. She found him already seated on the dining table, flipping through the business paper.

"I didn't think you'd come down any time soon," he remarked as he kept on flipping through his paper.

"I decided to join you for breakfast," She poured herself a glass of juice and picked a slice of toast then sat by him enjoying the comfortable silence.

"I'll be heading out now. See you later." He stood, gave me a peck, and left.

She finished her breakfast and decided to go swimming.

As she was doing her l.a.p.s, she got a brilliant idea. Or maybe she was doing too much too fast. She put her head under the water, trying to cool herself off.

What the heck. It was now or never. If she didn't do it now, when would she do it? She chanted to herself, trying to convince herself not to chicken out.

She got out of the pool, went to her bedroom, done on her black lingerie, matching lace bra and lace thong, a garter belt and t.h.i.g.h-high stockings. She pulled on her double b.r.e.a.s.ted French coat, heels, and left. She took the range keys and drove off. She noticed a few minutes into the drive that she didn't really remember where the offices were located. She had a mental facepalm.

"Thank God for technology," She put in her destination and let Google maps do its thing.

She pulled into the parking slot and got out a nervous wreck. It was taking every fiber in her being not to chicken out of this one, but she'd made up her mind. She was going to seduce her husband in his office. She wanted to cover her face and scream, but she couldn't. Jiaye had to be every part of the dignified Jiaye Zhie. She got this.

She got into the building warily, hoping for some memories to come back, but also hoping they didn't. She didn't really want a rerun of what happened last time to happen here. And to think that she will collapse with nothing but s.e.xy lingerie on. She would die from the mortification.

Jiaye went straight to the receptionist, ignoring all the looks being sent her way. Deep down, she was hoping their peculiar looks were caused by them wondering where she'd been all this time or something along those lines and not knowing what she was planning.

She quickly glanced her name tag without her noting,

"Mrs. Ji, welcome back," she said, looking almost jitters as she stood up.

"Hi, Brittany. Escorts me to my husband's office, please."

"Yes, of course," she said without hesitation and whispered something to her coworker.

This was it, and this was happening.

She took in a calming breath and stepped out confidently and was met by someone she was assumed to be Maddie's secretary.

"Mrs. Ji?" He looked startled to see her.

"Yes. Is my husband in?"

He nervously looked around and fidgeted with his glasses. Something was definitely wrong. Or was it just her being paranoid. She hoped it was the latter.

"Ummm... He wasn't expecting you. Do you have an appointment--sorry, don't answer that. Stupid question. Uhm.... Uh, mm.. Yes, he's in. Could you please wait a moment. He's in there with someone."

"Oh. No problem,"

Her phone immediately rang, which gave the secretary space to run away, not literally. Brittany had already gone back to the reception.

Jayden flashed on the screen.

"Hey, Jayden, how are you?"

"Hey, you. I'm good. How's life back in the city treating you?"

"Well, I can't complain, how are things on your end?"

"I'm almost taking full control of the company-"

"YOU KNOW WHAT!! F.U.C.K YOU MADDIE!" A pretty brunette think shouted as she stormed out of Maddie's office.

"What is going on there?" Jayden asked over the phone, amused.

"Let me find out. I'll call you back." She muttered, distracted as she hung up the phone.

Her eyes zeroed in on her, and she smiled, like a wicked smile. Something about her seemed familiar.

"Great, 'the wife' is here." she said sarcastically, "Well, I'm happy to be the one to tell you, I'm carrying your so-called husband's baby." She stood there looking at her victoriously, waiting for her reaction.

"What?" She couldn't quite believe she'd heard her correctly.

"I'm pregnant. And Maddie's the father."