Husband Got an Intern Pregnant - Chapter 6

But there was no one. Just a few students walking past the tree. That glimpse of me was already fading like a half–remembered dream.

His chest tightened. ‘She wouldn’t come here,‘ he told himself, forcing the thought away. But doubt was already creeping in.

Next to him, Margot stiffened. She definitely heard him say my name. Her face faltered for a second, but she quickly fixed it, lowering her head like she was sad, slipping her hand into his like nothing had happened.

Jericho gave in the moment she leaned into him.

He had been trying to keep his distance from Margot, trying not to get too tangled up. That was why he had been cold lately; brushed her off, set boundaries, kept his tone sharp.

However, she had this way about her, all soft glances and sweet words and somehow, no matter how firm he tried to be, she would always find a way in.

Still, no matter how much time he spent with her, he had a line. And that line was Reina. He would never divorce her. That part was non–negotiable.

So instead, he spoiled the girl, fancy things, extra attention. Compensation, maybe. Guilt relief, probably.

But the second Reina came to mind, something inside him twisted. He glanced over his shoulder, toward the spot where he could’ve sworn he saw her earlier.

Nothing.

Still, the uneasy feeling stuck around. Like something sharp had lodged itself in his chest and refused to budge.

It reminded him of that night on their honeymoon, when everything changed. The car accident had come out of nowhere.

And before he even had time to react, Reina had thrown herself in front of him. Took the hit. Saved his life.

He could still remember waiting outside the ICU, hands shaking, breath caught in his throat like it didn’t know how to move through his lungs.

He hadn’t felt that kind of fear since until now.

It was that same helpless, gut–deep panic. Like he was on the edge of losing her all over again. He ran a hand through his hair and grabbed his phone. Called her. No answer.

His brow creased. Just as he was about to try again, soft arms slipped around his waist from behind and Margot leaned into him, voice honeyed. “Mr. Greene, I thought you said no work today. You’re mine for the whole day, remember?“

Her fingers brushed over his shirt. His skin reacted immediately, heating under her touch. He hesitated. Then, slowly, he put the phone down. ‘It’s fine. Reina always calls back.

Still… maybe he should head home earlier. Lately, he had been giving Margot too much of his time. Reina deserved more than what she was getting.

He could already picture her, eyes lighting up the moment she saw him walk in earlier than expected. That quiet joy in her smile. It always got to him.

The thought made his lips tug into a small smile. But Margot wasn’t letting go tonight.”

At the hotel, she clung to him like ivy, all soft laughs and teasing kisses completely wrapped around him. And he didn’t stop her.

Time slipped by. By the time he opened his eyes again, the sky outside was pale with morning light.

Still groggy, he shifted slightly, brushing Margot’s hair off her face. Then he reached for his phone on the nightstand.

His smile faded. No missed calls. No messages. Nothing.

His chest tightened. A strange chill crept up his spine as he sat up and quickly dialed Reina’s number.

The beeping dragged on. Long. Empty. Dread started creeping in before the call finally cut off with that cold automated message.

Jericho stared at the screen for half a second, then bolted upright. Something wasn’t right. He yanked on his clothes, heart pounding in his chest.

Behind him, Margot stirred, her arm lazily snaking across his shoulder. “Mr. Greene… didn’t you say you were taking my bestie out for dinner today?“”

He didn’t even blink in her direction. Just shrugged her off, grabbed his wallet, tossed a black card on the nightstand. “Take them yourself. Reina’s not picking up. I’m heading home.“

“Reina, look what I got for you!” Jericho called out as he stepped inside, holding a was a delicate diamond bracelet, catching the light with every movement.

But all he got in return… was silence.

Massive bouquet of red roses. Tucked in the middle

No Reina calling back from the kitchen. No teasing voice asking if he had finally remembered her favorite flowers.

He paused in the doorway, forcing a smile as if she might appear from behind the couch. “Baby? Don’t hide, okay? We’ve only been apart a day… I miss you.“

He scanned the room, slowly walking further inside. His eyes landed on the dining table. Her phone was there. Untouched.

A flicker of relief crossed his face. She must still be home… right?”

He checked the bedroom. The closet was full. Shoes neatly lined up, bags stacked in the corner, everything in place. Too in place.”

Bathroom. Guest room. Nothing. The house was quiet. No note. No message. Not even a scent lingering in the air.