Became A Queen After divorce

If that were true, then he wouldn’t have to…

Declan’s face darkened as he turned silently to look at Natalia, waiting for her explanation. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, and Natalia could feel it. She knew he was already suspicious of her. To dispel his doubts, she took a sip of the chicken soup.

Natalia, who wasn’t expected to live long, didn’t mind a bit of poison. Seeing her drink the soup herself, Declan’s eyes narrowed, and he smiled again.

“Mama… Mommy, are you hungry too?” Pearl, oblivious to the tension between her parents, couldn’t imagine that her mother would poison the soup. Her innocent eyes reflected Natalia’s guilty conscience.

Natalia couldn’t face her daughter. She turned slightly away and suppressed her emotions as she said, “No, Mommy just remembered that one bowl needed less salt. This one is too salty. Pearl, you’re pregnant; you should eat lighter. Drink the other bowl.”

She handed the remaining bowl to Pearl and prepared to leave with the one in her hand. “I’ll go refill this one.”

Before she could leave the study, a large hand gripped her arm, stopping her. Facing Declan, his eyes fixed on the bowl in her hand, he snatched it away. “No need to trouble yourself. I’ll drink this one.”

“Okay.” Natalia handed over the bowl. She had intended to give Pearl a chance; if she chose the non-poisoned bowl, it would end there. At worst, she would tell Libby and break off their relationship. But Declan drinking it played right into her hands, so she decided to eliminate her rival.

Declan didn’t particularly like greasy foods, but since this bowl had her lip print on it, he drank from that spot intentionally, making indirect kisses that made Pearl giggle.

“Wow, Daddy, is Mommy’s chicken soup good?”

Declan looked up at Natalia’s pale face and said deliberately, “Of course it’s good. Even if there were poison in it, I’d still drink it all.”

His exaggerated statement made Pearl laugh out loud. “Daddy, you’re such a flatterer! Mommy’s chicken soup is good, but not that good!”

The sound of father and daughter laughing filled the room, but Natalia couldn’t smile at all. Since Declan mentioned “poison,” cold sweat drenched her back. Did he know?

“Hehe… How could there be poison in the soup? You’re overthinking it. Drink up… finish it and give me the bowl; I still need to wash it.”

Declan raised an eyebrow and finished the soup in a few gulps. He pulled Natalia’s hand and commanded domineeringly, “Let the servants handle that. Your hands are for reading and writing.”

He had said the same thing over twenty years ago: “Miss, your hands are not for killing; they should be for reading and writing.”

“Okay.”

After that day, they lived like an ordinary family, eagerly awaiting the birth of Pearl’s baby. Natalia made different soups for them every day. In just a few days, Pearl felt she had gained weight and asked Cheyenne if there were any safe ways for pregnant women to lose weight.

Cheyenne’s straightforward answer was “No!”

Pearl sighed. If even Cheyenne said there was no way, then there really was no way. She decided to endure it until after the baby was born.

**

In a hotel bed, Kelvin woke up to see his wife Cheyenne smiling at her phone. His handsome face immediately showed a hint of jealousy.

“Cheyenne, who are you chatting with that’s making you so happy?”

If he found out it was some clueless guy, he’d gouge out his eyes and break his legs!

“This is male possessiveness? It’s terrifyingly annoying; I’m your sister-in-law!”

Kelvin spoke sarcastically while gently caressing his beloved woman’s cheek.

“Hey~ Hands off! Sit properly!” Cheyenne ordered.

Determined to play dumb, Kelvin pretended not to understand and asked, “Oh? How am I not behaving? Please enlighten me, Honey.”

Cheyenne was frustrated for a while before finally saying what was on her mind. “Kelvin, you’ve changed! You’ve become a dog! No, worse than a dog!”

He used to show up once a week on time and leave on time without staying a second longer. Now… Cheyenne found him annoying.

She wanted to rest!

Kelvin touched his nose and kissed her lips with a loud “smooch.” The next second, his deep and sexy voice whispered in her ear.

He said, “Actually, I was infatuated with you before too; I just felt too ashamed by your advances and kept my distance.”

Hearing this explanation, Cheyenne felt awful. She remembered all those nights waiting alone in the villa for him to return. Her nose tingled as she spoke with a sob in her voice:

“I thought you despised me and treated me like those women outside.”

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Kelvin wasn’t lying; he had always been faithful and never touched anyone else but Cheyenne.

“I’m sorry for making you suffer. Now I’m willing to be punished. I’m already lying down; come on.”

He lay down on the bed dramatically, closing his eyes as if ready for any punishment she might give.

Cheyenne blushed with anger and slapped his arm. “Stop fooling around! Get up and go shopping with me. Since we’re in Taswya, we should bring back some gifts.”

Kelvin rubbed where she had slapped him and felt regretful. “Cheyenne, are you really not going to punish me? This makes my conscience uneasy; I’ll be tormented day and night.”

“So what?”

Cheyenne crossed her arms and watched his performance.

“So I’ve decided-to atone for my sins!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Kelvin transformed into a wolf and pounced on her.

As for shopping for gifts, that idea was successfully forgotten. By the time they remembered it in the evening, Cheyenne was too exhausted to go out. She decided to leave it all to Kelvin.

After all, Kelvin had plenty of money… and energy.