A Husband For Killer Mom

Richard did not rebuke his wife for disconnecting his calls to his twin. He immediately contacted his parents, Kendrich, and other family members in the united states to let them know about Michele’s labor.

Raymond had a particular habit. If the panic overwhelmed him, he would only look for Richard for help instead of Diego, who was more than capable of helping him. Not to mention, Diego also lived in the same country as Raymond, but because of the panic, Raymond had forgotten this little fact.

Thus, Richard informed the other members, knowing Raymond had not had the chance to reach other family members. After ensuring he had notified the rest of the family, Richard turned off the computer and followed his wife, standing behind the window trail. Her back looked gloomy, as if she was feeling lonely.

Richard sighed softly, then walked over to give her a back hug. He wrapped his hands around Anxia’s belly while his chin rested on his wife’s head.

Anxia had felt disappointed in herself. Why would she help her enemy to ease the pain? She was sure if she were in Michele’s shoes, Michelle would never assist her.

She cursed at herself, was disappointed, and ridiculed her own thinking.

‘Look at you now. You’re getting soft and weaker.’ Mocked Anxia in her head. One day, instead of Michele dying at her hands, Anxia would become that woman’s slave. This thinking dragged her into the mud deeper to the point she didn’t know how to save herself.

All her life, Anxia had been filled with revenge and trained to be a cold-blooded killing machine. She was never afraid that she would die one day. On the contrary, the more dangerous the mission she carried out, the more excited the adrenaline pumped her. But now...

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Since Lori came into her life, Anxia had so much to fear. From the moment she met her little angel, she knew Lori was her weakness. That’s why Anxia was afraid to re-encounter the enemy from her past. She feared that everyone who held grudges against her would use Lori to torture her. One of the enemies who had a grudge against her was none other than Michele Wong.

It would be unfair if Anxia hated Michele for her parents’ evil deeds toward her family, and Michele was clueless and knew nothing about scapegoating Anxia’s father. On the contrary, Michele had every right to hate Anxia.

Anxia didn’t care whether Michele hated her to the core or ignored her, and she wasn’t worried that Michele would seek revenge one day. But now... she was afraid to imagine what Michele would do if the woman found out that Lori was her weakness.

She tried hardening her heart to get rid of Michele before that woman discovered Lori’s whereabouts. Only, she had underestimated her feelings for Richard too much. She never expected her feeling toward Richard would make her hesitate to harm anyone Richard considered family.

Anxia didn’t know what to do. She felt alone here. If she stayed by Richard’s side while he wished her to forget the past, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to survive.

Even if Anxia could forget the past, she wasn’t sure whether the other party could do it.

But her heart was filled with warmth when she felt two strong arms on her waist and a heavy yet comfy weight on top of her head. The world around her that was previously dark became brighter that instant.

“Thank you,” whispered Richard earnestly above his head.

“It’s not easy for me.” came her honest response.

“I know. But you did it well. I love you more and more.”

Anxia’s face flushed, and her heart pounded even more when she felt Richard kissing the top of her head lovingly.

What was she worried about? Does it matter whether Michele was her enemy? The most important is that Richard loved her the way she was, and Anxia felt like she had found her home when she was in his arms.

If Richard wished her to forget about the past... she didn’t know if she could do it, but she was willing to try it.

Moreover... she was tired... she was exhausted from facing all of the danger and being a killer weapon from someone else. She was a young girl... a normal one if her family were still alive.

Getting a loving husband and adorable baby as her family despite her being a killer was something she never wishes for before. What else could she ask for?

“By the way Anxia, ??I want to be like my brother.”

“Hm?”

“I want to accompany you in labor. You never gave me a chance when we had Lori.”

“That’s because you didn’t know.”

“And whose fault is that?”

“Okay, okay, it’s my fault. Happy now?”

“No. I want to give Lori a baby brother, so we don’t have to worry about her getting lonely when we’re working out.”

“Working out? Are we working somewhere?”

“Yeah. In bed, every breakfast, lunch, and dinner.” Richard bit her earlobe while giving a sensual whisper. “Shall we continue where we left before?”

Anxia hit her husband’s arm while making a sullen face. “Aren’t you hungry? You haven’t eaten anything since this morning.”

“Exactly, I’m starving.”

Before Anxia had time to speak further, Richard had greedily devoured her lips, making Anxia realize another meaning of her husband’s words. Richard was starving for her!

With all her might, Anxia tried to escape, but Richard pulled her closer to cover all the remaining gaps. Anxia yelped in surprise as she felt Richard’s hand squeeze her buttocks, and the man took advantage of this opportunity to slip his tongue.

Not long after, Anxia gave in and responded to her husband’s fondling as passionately, sticking her body like a glued stamp. Their shadow made two individuals look like one figure, and they made out with each other as if they were never exhausted their breath.

Richard slipped his hand into Anxia’s shirt, and feeling the skin on her back made Anxia feel like she saw thousands of stars in her head. With his expert fingers, Richard unhooked his wife’s bra, freeing two proud, beautiful bosoms.

They were getting the erotic fan part, but...