The CEO's Wife and First Love

Ever since I got pregnant, Robert has been a completely different person. Every day after get off work, he comes home on time, as if something important is waiting for him at home. As for me, apart from going to work, I don't have to worry about anything else.

Robert took meticulous care of me, like I was the emperor. He took the initiative to take care of all the household chores, such as cooking, washing, and cleaning, and he did everything in an orderly manner. He also cared about my health, reminding me to take my medicine on time and get enough rest, fearing that I might feel unwell.

My parents were delighted to see Robert's transformation. They said this child arrived at the perfect time, transforming someone so dramatically. They were full of praise for Robert, saying he had become more mature and responsible.

As for me, I was naturally immersed in this happy life, as if I were soaking in a honey pot. I could feel Robert's love and care every day, and it was a wonderful feeling.

Sweet times are happy, beautiful and sweet times are happy, beautiful days are short. When I was immersed in sweet happiness, suddenly I found that Robert came back later than originally expected.

I sat quietly on the sofa, watching the clock's hands slowly tick by, a sense of unease welling up in my heart. I was a little unaccustomed to Robert's late return, after all, we were used to each other's company.

When I recall the moments we spent together, those sweet moments flash through my mind like a movie. His tenderness and care make me feel endless happiness.

However, the wait at this moment made me feel a little anxious. I began to imagine him busy at work, wondering if he had encountered any difficulties or if something important had delayed him.

I picked up my phone and debated whether to call him. Finally, I decided to send him a message to tell him that I was waiting for him and hoped that everything was okay.

After sending the message, I continued to sit on the sofa, my mind drifting away. I thought about the good times we had spent together, the days when we cooked together, watched movies together, and took walks together.

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally, I heard footsteps outside the door. I stood up impatiently, opened the door, and saw Robert's tired but smiling face.

"Honey, I'm sorry I'm back. There's been a lot of work at the company lately," he said softly.

I threw myself into his arms, feeling his warmth. At that moment, I knew that no matter how long I waited, it would all be worth it as long as he could come back to me.

"Honey, I know career is important. I understand," I said softly to comfort Robert.

"Thank you, dear. I have to work hard now to earn money for milk powder for our baby." Robert comforted me gently. In fact, my heart had already been softened by his tenderness.

"I know, I just missed you too much." He said softly, as if he had been holding this sentence in his heart for a long time.

I looked at him with a smile, my eyes full of tenderness. His tiredness did not hide his longing for me, which made me feel extremely happy.

We walked into the room, hugging each other, as if we were the only two people in the world. He gently stroked my hair, and I leaned quietly in his arms, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of this moment.

We sat on the couch together and began sharing our days. He recounted his workday, and I listened, occasionally offering a few words of concern. Even though he came home late from work, our love remained as sweet as honey, unfaded by the passage of time.

On this quiet night, our hearts connect with each other, feeling each other's warmth. This simple and pure happiness is so precious to me.

When love is at its peak, our feelings are as sweet as honey. In this beautiful moment, we hold each other tightly, feeling each other's warmth. Gradually, Robert's movements become gentle and soft. He slowly picks me up and carefully places me on his lap.

I could feel his eyes on me, filled with love and desire. He gently lifted my chin so that I could meet his gaze. In that instant, his lips slowly moved closer to mine and placed a gentle kiss on me.

His kisses were as fierce and powerful as a storm, intoxicating me. I diligently sucked in his sweet spring, as if it were the most precious nectar in my life, nourishing the sweetness deep within my heart. Each kiss sweetened my heart like honey, leaving me intoxicated by this endless love.

However, just as we were immersed in this passionate kiss, Robert suddenly seemed to remember something and his movements suddenly stopped. A hint of hesitation and consideration flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly loosened his hands and gently pushed me off his legs.

"Honey, you haven't had dinner yet." His voice was a little low, as if he was trying to restrain some impulse. Of course, I knew it well. His reason told him that I was pregnant and we needed to be more careful and cautious.

I looked at Robert who was in high spirits, and he suddenly let me go. I understood the physiological needs of a young and healthy man, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

I looked at him silently, a flicker of disappointment in my eyes. I knew he had his needs, and I had my concerns. For our baby, I was willing to make some sacrifices, but that didn't mean I wouldn't feel wronged.

I sighed softly, trying to calm myself. I told myself it was just temporary, that everything would return to normal after the baby was born. Yet, a deep sense of unease lingered. I couldn't help but wonder if our relationship could withstand this test.

In this quiet moment, I realized how crucial communication became. I needed to let Robert know how I felt, but I also needed to listen to his perspective. Only through honest communication could we find a balanced solution that met his needs while protecting our baby.

My dear, I know that the current situation may be difficult for you, but for the sake of our upcoming baby, I hope you can be patient. I believe Robert is a responsible man and he will understand our decision.

After all, the baby is our common expectation and hope. For his/her future, we need to make some sacrifices and efforts. Although this may make you feel uncomfortable or wronged, please believe that it is all worth it.

I will do my best to support you and accompany you through this period. If you have any troubles or concerns, you can always tell me and we will face it together.

Finally, let us look forward to the arrival of our baby and believe that he/she will bring us endless joy and happiness.

But the changes in things are ruthless. I never expected that the changes in things would catch me off guard...