“Johnny, see if it suits your taste!”
At the table, Mrs. Wales kept serving him food.
Johnny nodded vigorously. “They’re delicious!”
The Wales couple saw Johnny as part of the family.
After finishing the meal, Johnny and Tilda stayed to watch two episodes of a TV series with Mr. and Mrs Wales. Concerned about interrupting Johnny’s work the next day, Mr. Wales suggested they head back.
On the way home, Tilda felt a bit sleepy and drifted off to sleep.
Johnny, unusually quiet, just focused on driving.
It wasn’t until the car came to a stop that Tilda opened her eyes. She looked at his profile and raised an eyebrow, “Your ex-girlfriend rode in your car today.”
Johnny’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. “She sat in the back seat.”
“Oh, from now on, only I can sit in the front passenger seat.” Tilda leaned over, trying to act coy.
Johnny was taken aback and turned to look at her. “Are you jealous?”
“Honestly, even though I’m not really jealous, I feel uncomfortable… But I understand. You had so many past flings. I need to give you some time to deal with them! When I agreed to be your girlfriend, I had considered this part.”
“Tilda, I…” Johnny’s thin lips moved as if to speak, but the words stuck in his throat.
She raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“Nothing. Let’s get out of the car.”
After saying that, Johnny parked the car properly and got out.
Tilda was somewhat confused.
He wasn’t usually like this! Normally, he would chatter endlessly, but tonight, he seemed burdened with heavy thoughts.
Could it be about his ex-girlfriend?
Tilda wrapped her coat around herself and followed him into the villa.
She thought since he seemed a bit down, he wouldn’t be in the mood to do that kind of thing. But Tilda was wrong. As soon as she changed her shoes, Johnny picked her up. In a whirlwind moment, she found herself pinned on the bed.
“Johnny, could you be a bit gentler?”
“Okay, I’ll be gentle today.”
Surprisingly, Johnny didn’t argue but instead leaned over to kiss her.
Tilda didn’t know what had happened to him but sensed his mood was low today.
He entered slowly, considerate of her feelings…
But because the size of that thing was too much for her to handle, Tilda furrowed her brows and gripped his arm tightly.
“Johnny, Johnny…”
“Tilda, give me a child.”
He propped himself up on his elbow and locked eyes with her.
Tilda couldn’t avoid his gaze and looked back at him with a flushed face. “You didn’t use condoms… and I didn’t refuse either. Why bring it up?”
“I want to hear you say you’re willing to have a child with me.” He was stubborn and remained still as he stared at her.
Tilda tried to push him away, but Johnny’s chest was like a rock. “If you keep this up, I won’t be able to breathe!”
“Say it. I want to hear it.”
“Fine, I’m willing. Okay?”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Johnny pressed down against her.
Tilda still wanted to shrink away, but she was no match for his strength.
“Say it again!”
“It hurts, Johnny!”
Lowering his head, Johnny began to nibble on her earlobe, his voice low and husky as he whispered, “If you don’t say it, I’m going to take the rest of the week’s worth tonight.”
Once a day-that was the rule Tilda set.
“I’ll say it, I’ll say it! Johnny, I want to have a baby with you. I want… to marry you!”