Page 46 of Fake Wife for Dr. Secret Daddy

We are at the hospital on the outskirts of town, waiting to see the doctor's DNA results.

I let Isla toy with my index finger, using my free hand to graze her chin occasionally.

Ted is beside me scrolling through his phone, pretending he is not concerned about the results.

I know he is scared about the children's paternity, and I wish I could squeeze his hand to assure him, as usual, that it would turn out well, but I am occupied by Isla and Luna, and the least I can do is try to maintain eye contact.

He stops scrolling, sees me looking, and smiles. I mouth the words, “It’s going to be fine” and I can feel the burden lift from his shoulders.

“You all can go in now.”

“Clutching my precious little darlings and thanking the receptionist, I head into the doctor's office, Ted behind me. He closes the door after we enter, and we settle into the two available seats.

“Good day.” The doctor shakes our hands, with firm handshakes, and gives us a huge smile.

The silence that follows is spine-chilling. Stealing a glance at Ted, I could see that his eyes were rooted into the white envelopes the doctor was holding.

The doctor removes a piece of paper from each envelope, squints, and adjusts his glasses.

“Congratulations! The children are yours; it doesn't have to be a doubt at all.”

Ted hugged me in an instant, and unable to control himself, he hugged the doctor, too. I smiled widely, offering my hand for the doctor to shake.

“Thanks a lot, doctor. This means a lot to us.”

We are out of the office, and Ted's strides ahead of me indicate that his happiness is over the roof. When we get to the car, he kisses my forehead.

“We were always meant to be together from day one, Winnie. I thank my stars for bringing us together on your birthday. I'm the luckiest man ever.” He chuckles.

He kisses me again, on the lips this time, and proceeds to kiss Isla and Luna, who are sleeping.

“I guess I'm lucky, too,” I mutter, chuckling as he sets the car into drive before taking off.

I am seated on the sofa watching the television when Ted runs in, his laptop in his hand. His face is radiant with excitement, and for an instant, I wonder which multimillion-dollar deal he has secured again.

“I've found it, Winnie! Check it out. Isn't it perfect?”

I look at the laptop screen and smile. It is a beautiful mansion.

“This looks expensive, Ted,” I muttered, looking at him for confirmation that I should also share in his happiness and bask in his joy.

“I don't care how much it costs, Winnie, we are getting it. And we will stay there together, my family and I.”

I chuckled and asked him if we could also look at other houses. I was teasing him, and I wanted to see his reaction.

“Do you mean this carefully selected house is not good enough for you, Winnie?”

I giggle because I enjoy this side of Ted, the overbearing, dominant Ted.

“No, it is not. What about a house in the countryside, huh? With a waterfall and the bushes all around us, staring out of the window to greet tigers and monkeys?”

The horror on his face was pure bliss, the way it seemed to spread from his eyes to his open mouth. Playfully, he leaps, trying to catch me.

I expect this and adjust, standing up from the sofa and fleeing. I squeal in the process, and the cry of Isla that follows a few moments later tells me that we have paid the price of playing while children are sleeping.

He caught me just as I was leaving the sitting room, wrapping his arms around me and making sure I landed on the couch with him. I giggle, using my elbows to hit him to free myself.

Undauntedly, he starts raining kisses on my face, oblivious to the hits from my elbows.

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