The CEO's Wife and First Love

After Robert said that, I decided to change my approach. He was from a different country than us, and perhaps he was too accustomed to his own culture and customs. I began trying to understand his country and learn his language, hoping to better communicate with him.

I also worked hard to adjust my thinking and see things from his perspective. Instead of focusing solely on my own feelings, I became more attentive to his thoughts and needs. I proactively sought his input, respected his decisions, and considered his feelings before acting.

I also had a deep conversation with my parents. They understood my perspective and expressed their support for the changes I was making for Robert. We discussed how to better adapt to Robert's lifestyle while maintaining our own individuality.

Throughout this process, I've gradually realized that change isn't easy. But for the sake of a more harmonious relationship, for greater understanding and support, I'm willing to make the effort. I believe that as long as we tolerate and understand each other, we can find a way to get along that works for us.

In order to better consider Robert's ideas, my parents decided to buy a house for the two of us so that Robert and I could live separately from my parents.

Mom and Dad thought it might be embarrassing for him to have them with us, so Dad helped me buy a house in another place and Robert and I moved in together.

Our new home is very cozy and filled with the atmosphere of daily life. Robert and I were a little uncomfortable when we first moved in, but we gradually found our own rhythm in this little nest.

One night, I was having trouble learning the language of another country and was looking worried. Robert saw this and came over to teach me patiently.

His fingers tapped the book gently, gently explaining the pronunciation and meaning of each word. At that moment, my heart was warmed, and I felt that the changes I had made before were particularly worthwhile.

In the days that followed, we cooked together, cleaned the house, and even watched movies on the sofa in our spare time. Our relationship grew deeper as we spent every little bit of time together.

I was also pleasantly surprised to find that Robert was quietly changing for me. He began to try eating my favorite hometown dishes and learned to express his concern in my way.

Especially in our married life, we are more harmonious. Some people say that European men are particularly romantic and interesting. Yes, since we lived separately from our parents, Robert has fully demonstrated the openness and romance of European men.

He always shared every little detail of his life with me with such passion, every detail filled with love. When he came home, he would enthusiastically call out to me at the door, "Honey, I'm home," before giving me a big hug and a passionate kiss. Even when we were watching TV, he would suddenly pull me into his arms and give me a long, passionate kiss that caught me off guard.

At first, I was a little uncomfortable with such intimate actions, but as time went on, I gradually adapted to it and began to enjoy it. Our married life became more harmonious and beautiful, and every contact was filled with sweetness and satisfaction.

Robert's romanticism is evident not only in his words and actions, but also in his care and consideration for me. He listens attentively to my needs and feelings and strives to make me feel happy and joyful. In his company, I feel a love and warmth I've never felt before.

Our lives have become more colorful because of each other, and every day is full of surprises and expectations. I am grateful that fate has allowed me to meet Robert. His romance and tenderness have made me the happiest woman in the world.

At first I was not used to it, but later I got used to it and sometimes even enjoyed it.

After we settled into this new home, I began to think that the previous discord might have been because my parents were present, making him feel constrained and uncomfortable, and the inner pain and repression that led to his abnormal behavior. However, now that we are separated from our parents, the environment has changed, and this seems to have changed everything.

Now, Robert has returned to the cheerful, enthusiastic, and energetic person he was when we first met. I feel incredibly happy from the bottom of my heart, as if I've seen a new beginning in our relationship. I feel like our happy life is about to begin.

In this new home, we adapt to each other, grow together, and move towards a better future.

When I was feeling happy about our changes and the changes that had taken place in Robert, I suddenly realized that I didn't want to eat what I used to eat these days. I always liked to eat some strong-smelling food, and I vomited for no apparent reason in the morning.

"Honey, what's wrong with you? Do you have a cold? I'll take you to the hospital." He was heartbroken to see me vomiting. He immediately took me to the hospital for a check-up. After the examination, the doctor told me that I was pregnant.

He put his mouth close to my belly and said, "I want to hear if the baby is so happy to see daddy." I laughed out loud at his actions, and my heart was filled with happiness and joy.

Robert's eyes sparkled, and it seemed as if the whole world had brightened. He gently stroked my belly, as if communicating with the baby. I could feel his love and anticipation, and in that moment, I felt our family was complete.

Then, Robert took my hand and sat down on the sofa with me. He began to talk about his plans for the future, imagining his baby growing up and our happy life as a family of three. His words were filled with warmth and love, and I felt incredibly reassured.

"Our baby isn't even born yet." I couldn't help but laugh when I saw how happy he was.

We are immersed in this beautiful moment, enjoying each other's company and the joy of becoming parents. In the days to come, we will welcome the arrival of a new life together and experience life's joys and sorrows together.

On our way home, the sun shone on us, as if covering the journey with a layer of golden gauze. Robert carefully picked me up from the hospital bed, his movements gentle but firm, as if I were a precious piece of porcelain.

He held me tightly in his arms, feeling his warmth and the strength of his heartbeat. His steps were steady and light, each like a graceful dance. I leaned quietly against his chest, listening to his breathing, and all of this made me feel incredibly safe.

When we arrived at the car, Robert didn't let me get out of the car as usual. Instead, he held me in his arms, opened the door, and gently put me in the seat. He also carefully helped me fasten my seat belt to ensure my safety during the journey.

The car slowly started to move, and I looked out the window at the scenery outside, my heart filled with emotion. Robert's meticulous care for me made me feel like I was in a dream world. I felt like a princess, being pampered and protected by him.

At that moment, I felt a deep sense of happiness. I knew I was the luckiest woman in the world because I had Robert by my side. His love warmed me like the sun, making me no longer alone in this world.