Flash Marriage: My Penniless Billionaire Husband

Chapter 403: All Parents Only Wish For The Best For Their Children

"Yvonne..."

"Go ahead. Don’t upset your mom." Yvonne urged him.

James struggled for a while before walking to Mrs. Taylor’s bedroom.

He stopped in front of Mrs. Taylor’s bedroom and couldn’t help but look back at Yvonne again.

Yvonne waved her hand at him cheerfully.

It was not until he knocked on the door and walked in that Yvonne withdrew her gaze and looked up at the sky with a sigh.

That night, both of them stayed at home.

Mrs. Taylor never mentioned it again, as if nothing had happened.

She treated them the same as she did before.

It was inevitable that Mrs. Taylor would prepare a bowl of decoction for James and Yvonne before they went to bed.

When Mrs. Taylor came in with a bowl of decoction, James was in the bathroom taking a bath while Yvonne was alone in the bedroom.

When she saw Mrs. Taylor walking in, she immediately went up to her. "Mom."

She reached out to take the decoction from Mrs. Taylor but was stopped by her. "It’s hot. Let’s wait for it to cool down."

After putting the bowl on the table next to her, Mrs. Taylor turned to her and said, "Yvonne, don’t take what happened today to heart. I didn’t mean to blame you. It’s just that it happened too suddenly, and I can’t accept it."

Mrs. Taylor’s eyes were filled with guilt.

Yvonne hurriedly said, "Mom, don’t say that. It was our fault that we were not considerate enough and didn’t take your feelings into consideration."

Hearing this, Mrs. Taylor felt somehow gratified.

"You’re a good kid. I know it’s not your idea. In fact, I’m experienced enough to know that you two want to live your own life. I’m not an unreasonable person, but for the time being, I hope that you can stay here."

After saying that, Mrs. Taylor sighed and continued, "You know that the Taylors only has one son. Although there is one illegitimate child, he is still an outsider. As long as I live, he will not be able to enter the Taylors. But then again, I can’t live forever. Although my dowry is part of the shares of Taylor Group, my son’s surname is still

Taylor. As long as I live, the business will still belong to James. However, there will be a time when I pass away. It’s hard to say when that day will come. Moreover, ordinary families even have to fight hard for houses and savings, let alone a family like ours. I believe that you are aware of that."

Yvonne nodded her head.

She was well aware of all of this.

Mrs. Taylor continued, "While I’m still alive, I want to make more plans for James. This is also the reason why I want to have a grandson as soon as possible. Once James has a child, no matter if it’s a boy or a girl, the shares in the company will have a reason to be distributed. In that case, even if there is a fight in this family one day, outsiders will not shake the foundation of the Taylors."

Yvonne fell silent after hearing Mrs. Taylor’s words.

All parents only wished for the best for their children.

What else could Yvonne say?

Compared to what Mrs. Taylor had planned for James, Yvonne seemed to be much more selfish.

Yvonne clearly knew that she couldn’t get pregnant, but she still wanted to be his wife.

But what should she do?

Even so, she did not want to give up.

She glanced at the herbal decoction placed aside, knowing that even if she drank it for the rest of her life, it would not have any effect, but she drank it as usual.

However, it tasted much more bitter than usual.

Not long after Mrs. Taylor left, James came out of the bathroom and smelled the herbal decoction in the bedroom. He frowned and said, "Mom let you drink the decoction again?"

"Yes." Yvonne nodded in response.

"If you don’t want to drink it, I’ll tell Mom," said James.

...

"I want to drink it. It’s pretty good." She quickly changed the topic to dispel his thoughts. "I’ll dry your hair for you."

James was a little flattered.

That was exactly what he wanted, so he obediently rested his head on her lap.

Yvonne had the hairdryer in her hand. The whistling wind hid the surging emotions in her heart.

Given the conversation they had just now, Yvonne realized that Mrs. Taylor could not give in to her having children.

What should she do?

Should she confess or continue to hide it?

It was obvious that she could not hide it any longer. Perhaps she could hide it for a month or two, or even a year or two, but she might not be able to hide it for the rest of her life.

Besides, it was unfair to James.

He had the right to be a father, and she didn’t have the right to take it away.

Taking a step back, even if James did not care about having children because of his feelings for her, he could not get past Mrs. Taylor.

At that time, he would only be in a dilemma.

She didn’t want to see him be like that for her.

However, she didn’t want to give up just like that.

She thought, "What should I do?"

When she was torn inside, James’ voice came to her ear.

"Yvonne, can you blow another part of my hair? My head is almost on fire."

Only then did Yvonne come back to her senses.

"I’m sorry."

She quickly turned off the hair dryer.

"What are you thinking? You’re so absorbed in it."

James sat up and stared at her in confusion.

Afraid that he would see through her, Yvonne did not dare to look him in the eye. She lowered her eyes and said, "Your hair is dry. It’s getting late. Let’s go to bed."

She put down the hairdryer and was about to get up and walk away when her arm

was pulled by James.

"Yvonne, have you forgotten what day it is today?"

When she met his burning eyes, Yvonne was still at a loss.

"What day is it?"

James frowned. "Did you forget the ovulation?"

Only then did Yvonne figure it out.

She almost forgot it.

However, the reason she had made such a plan before was to prepare for pregnancy.

However, now that she couldn’t even have children, was she still going to do it?

Looking at the expectant expression on his face, Yvonne could not bear to reject him.

She said, "Wait for me. I’m going to wash up."

"Okay, I’ll wait for you."

Only then did James let go of her with a smile.

Yvonne walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

She stood in front of the sink and looked at herself in the mirror.

She couldn’t help but ask herself if she really had to do that.

She could live her life without children.

But what about James?

However, no matter how many times she asked herself, she could not get an answer.

She closed her eyes and didn’t want to think about it anymore. And then she turned on the tap.

In the bedroom’s king-size bed, James lay there waiting for her as the blood inside him began to boil.

Although his wish to take Yvonne out for a life of two was dashed, it did not affect his mood to have sex with her.

After all, he had held back his desire for a long time and was at the age when he was still vigorous.

Just as he was waiting for Yvonne to come out, the door of the bathroom opened, and Yvonne walked out.

James was about to walk up to her, but the light in the room suddenly went out.

The room fell into darkness in an instant. James quickly felt the lamp and was about to turn it on when he was stopped by Yvonne.

"Don’t turn it on."

As she spoke, she hugged James from behind.

Being hugged by her like this, James was a little distracted. He slowly moved her hand away, stood up straight, and turned to face her in the darkness.

"It’s too dark. I can see nothing."

"That’s the feeling I want to have. Come on."

...

She stood on tiptoe and threw herself at him. And then she felt his lips in the dark and kissed him hard.

She didn’t care about anything. At that moment, she didn’t want to think about anything.

She just wanted to be selfish for once, even if she would grow a conscience tomorrow and tell him the truth.

But at that moment, she just wanted to indulge herself for once.

At the thought of this, she kissed him more fiercely.

James was not at all prepared to be kissed hard by her, and she anxiously and intensely kissed him.

Yvonne’s kisses were full of passion. And she came on strong.

Without giving him any chance to think, the hot kiss had dominated his mind.

She had never been so aggressive before.

Even when she was passionate, she had never been as domineering as she was today.

James thought, < That’s right. Her move could be described as domineering.

It was almost like a strong attack.>

He had the illusion for a while that she was the man.

James was even a little thrilled, but at the same time, he did not forget that he was a man. How could he let her take the initiative? Soon, he turned around and kissed her more passionately than she did.

It did not take long for the temperature in the room to rise.

The sound of moaning and gasps rose and fell.

In the darkness, their acts of intimacy couldn’t be seen.

After they finished having sex, both of them were exhausted.

James leaned against the headboard. Thinking of how enthusiastic she had been just now, he couldn’t help but tease her. "Do you really want a child so badly?"

Yvonne was lying with her back to him. When she heard him say that, her body stiffened slightly before she softly said, "Mm."

James chuckled and asked, "Do you want to do it again?"

He tilted his head and blew hot breath into her ear.

Yvonne was ticklish and flinched. Only then did she collect her thoughts and glare at him. "I’m sleepy."

"Then let’s keep it for now."

He joked as he lay down beside her, hugging her body and closing his eyes.

Yvonne only moved her body and found a comfortable position to lie down when she heard even breathing coming from behind her.

She was not sleepy at all at the moment.

The more enthusiastic and active she was just now, the more struggling and upset she felt at the moment.

It was the depression that one would feel when one came back to senses and returned to reality after the guilty pleasure was gone.

She had never been a qualified wife.

She didn’t marry him out of love. However, when she finally wanted to give him her heart, she didn’t expect such a thing to happen.

At present, she could not give him anything other than her true heart.

But was her heart really important to him?

Was her true heart so important to him that he could give up the inheritance?

However, she didn’t know.

She closed her eyes, forcing herself not to think about anything, to live one day at a time.

She snuggled into his arms for a while before closing her eyes.

She did not sleep well.

When she woke up the next day, she had dark circles under her eyes.

However, James slept soundly. And he had never slept so well before. Even when he saw the dark circles under her eyes, he couldn’t help teasing her for trying so hard last night.

Yvonne rolled her eyes at him and walked out of the bedroom to wash up.

After breakfast, she did not go to the company with James. Instead, she went to the hospital to visit Janice.

When she arrived at the ward, the door was left ajar. She could hear Janice’s preaching from afar.

"When exactly are you going to go see your babies?"

"The most important thing now for me is to take care of you. And our babies have someone else to take care of."

"That’s different. Others are not family, and they can’t replace you as our children’s father."

Forced into a corner by her, Christopher could only reply, "When you’re feeling better, I’ll take care of them."