Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

Sarah rolled her eyes when she saw Michael's serious face. Her hand that had been on Michael's cheek, immediately moved to his shoulder and hit him lightly.

"Do you still have the energy for that?" Sarah asked in an annoyed voice. Michael had said they would only play one round.

However, Sarah didn't seem to have to worry about that as she could feel Michael's thing moving and touching hers, it wasn't as hard as before, but it was definitely preparing for battle.

Without waiting for an answer from Michael, Sarah immediately pushed Michael's chest with both hands, Michael who didn't expect it to lose his balance slightly and finally fell next to Sarah.

Sarah hurriedly got up and got out of bed.

"We have to go on a picnic!" Sarah said with a stern face and then looked at the clock on the wall in their room which was already eight o'clock, they only had a little time before the weather got hot.

"But…" Michael tried to persuade Sarah.

Uhh… who cares about that d*mn picnic?

That's what Michael was thinking right now. At that time, a picnic might be the right choice to spend their weekend, but now being in the room all day in their birthday suit is the most right choice.

They can go out at lunch later, and resume their activities.

However, he did not continue his words when he saw his wife's sharp gaze.

Sarah then immediately went to the bathroom to clean herself, when she came out, she saw Michael still lying on the bed.

"Let's get ready before the weather gets hot," Sarah said, picking up her clothes that were on the floor.

Michael snorted with pouting lips, but he finally stood up and went to the bathroom.

Ahh… he really prefers to spend their time in the bedroom!

***

Sarah's face looked excited when she got out of the car. From where she was, she could see a meadow that had been filled with several people who had opened their mats and sat there.

Sarah then immediately looked back, saw Michael who was opening the trunk of the car and taking out their picnic baskets, mats, and cooler boxes.

"Are you that happy?" asked Michael, smiling at Sarah's expression and then walked over to her.

Sarah nodded.

"The view is beautiful!" said Sarah and then looked back at the scene in front of her.

Currently they are on the hill which is one of the places that can be used for picnics. In addition to the green meadows, they can also see the view of the city of London.

Even though it wasn't like the view from their apartment, Sarah could see some buildings, and that pleased her.

The two of them then walked along the existing path, while trying to find a suitable place to spread out their mats.

"Wifey, can you hold this?" said Michael suddenly, then handed her the basket containing Sarah's sandwiches.

Sarah looked at Michael, come to think of it, Michael's hands look so full of their luggage.

She finally took the basket. After all, compared to the heavy cooler boxes, the sandwich basket wasn't heavy at all.

Sarah then continued on her way, looking for a good place for them. It should not be too high, nor should it be too low, if possible there were trees near them so that it would not be too hot.

She looked so enthusiastic that she didn't notice that Michael had disappeared next to her.

Meanwhile, Michael's face couldn't stop smiling at Sarah. He, who had been on the right side, immediately moved to Sarah's left side. The cooler box that had been in his right hand, was immediately transferred to his left hand.

His right hand which became free then immediately grabbed Sarah's left hand, and intertwined their finger

Sarah was a little surprised when she felt someone holding her hand, her face reflexively turned to the left, and immediately saw Michael's handsome face smiling at her.

Her heart skipped a little bit.

This wasn't the first time she'd walked hand in hand with Michael, but this time Michael did it smoothly and unexpectedly.

Was that the reason Michael gave her the sandwich basket?

Sarah thought it was because Michael was heavy with what he was carrying, she didn't think that Michael was doing it so they could hold hands.

"The weather is nice" Michael said, looking ahead, letting the wind brush his face.

Sarah just nodded then turned her head away. Why didn't her heart can't stop pounding so fast?

Ahh… she can go crazy!

p It wasn't long before Sarah and Michael finally found a place to lay out their mats. The two then immediately sat there and enjoyed the wind slowly brushing their faces while gazing at the scene in front of them.

Suddenly, Michael stood up and walked over to a person not far in front of them who was flying a kite.

Sarah's brow furrowed at that, curious about what Michael was doing.

"What are you doing?" Sarah asked when Michael finally returned with a disappointed expression.

"Ah… I asked them where they bought their kites, I thought they were sold nearby, but they brought them from home," said Michael who couldn't hide his disappointment.

"Well… we can come back later with a kite if you want to fly the kite," Sarah said trying to comfort Michael.

Michael nodded.

"Oh yeah, wifey, can you stretch your legs?" said Michael suddenly as Sarah sat cross-legged.

Sarah was a little confused by Michael's request, but she complied and straightened her legs.

Suddenly, Michael immediately changed his position to lie down and used Sarah's thighs as a support.

Sarah snorted and then turned her face away, but her face looked pleased.

"Looks like a picnic is not a bad choice after a week of work," Michael said, closing his eyes, starting to enjoy the atmosphere.

Lying in the meadow with the gentle breeze accompanied by his wife made him feel happy and peace.

Sarah finally looked down to see Michael's handsome face. Her heart suddenly ached.

Her time with Michael was becoming less and less as Mr. Collins's condition improved.

Was… this the right decision? To leave Michael after Mr. Collins recovered?

Suddenly, Sarah began to doubt. Michael treated her well, very well in fact. Her heart pounded several times because of how Michael treated her.

"Come back to your senses, Sarah! You are divorced!"

A whisper suddenly sounded in Sarah's ear, causing Sarah to smile sadly.

Yes, right. She and Michael are divorced. This is just pretend! She should come to her sense and not get carried away!

"Wifey!"

Michael suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Sarah, causing Sarah to quickly avert her face so that Michael wouldn't see that she had been staring at him.

"Yes?" Sarah asked, then put one hand on Michael's head and stroked it.

"Let's come back here again in two… ah, three years!"

"Three years?" Sarah asked confusedly.

"Yeah, let's come here again with our child!"