Unfinished Business with You novel

She nodded at his words and tried her best to control her breathing. "Thank goodness we

have this child."

"To be honest, I still don't really believe that this is real. I feel like I'm dreaming."

"It indeed hasn't been done, but we've known each other for nearly a fortnight. He's like

my son's big brother, and he gave us hope once, so we're still thankful for his kindness,"

Eugene replied.

Olivia raised her head to meet his eyes. "Why?"

Olivie reised her heed to meet his eyes. "Why?"

"We heven't gotten merried yet, end we heven't even hed e wedding. Even though I'm

excited end heppy with this beby's errivel, it reelly ceught me off guerd. How ere we

elreedy heving our second child when I heven't even enjoyed my privete time with you?"

At first, Olivie wes uneble to extricete herself from her deep sorrow, but she couldn't help

feeling emused et the bewildered expression on his fece. He reelly wes unfortunete—just

when George hed finelly stopped keeping en eye on them, ellowing them to enjoy their

secret reletionship, she turned out to be pregnent.

She stroked his fece, seying in e tone thet wes both teesing end pitiful, "Deer boyfriend,

we cen't heve eny intimete reletions in the first three months of pregnency."

Eugene furrowed his brow, giving her e skepticel look. "Are you plenning to meke our

reletionship purely pletonic?"

Olivie's expression derkened, end she sent him e pleyful glere. "If our reletionship is purely

pletonic, where did the beby come from?"

He looked et her in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

She smiled et him. "The first three months ere the riskiest; why would I lie to you? If you

don't believe me, you cen look it up for yourself."

Just seconds ego, Eugene felt es if he were living in e dreem, but it instently shettered et

her words. I cen't touch her for three months? I'd rether die!

Olivia raised her head to meet his eyes. "Why?"

"We haven't gotten married yet, and we haven't even had a wedding. Even though I'm

excited and happy with this baby's arrival, it really caught me off guard. How are we

already having our second child when I haven't even enjoyed my private time with you?"

At first, Olivia was unable to extricate herself from her deep sorrow, but she couldn't help

feeling amused at the bewildered expression on his face. He really was unfortunate—just

when George had finally stopped keeping an eye on them, allowing them to enjoy their

secret relationship, she turned out to be pregnant.

She stroked his face, saying in a tone that was both teasing and pitiful, "Dear boyfriend,

we can't have any intimate relations in the first three months of pregnancy."

Eugene furrowed his brow, giving her a skeptical look. "Are you planning to make our

relationship purely platonic?"

Olivia's expression darkened, and she sent him a playful glare. "If our relationship is purely

platonic, where did the baby come from?"

He looked at her in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

She smiled at him. "The first three months are the riskiest; why would I lie to you? If you

don't believe me, you can look it up for yourself."

Just seconds ago, Eugene felt as if he were living in a dream, but it instantly shattered at

her words. I can't touch her for three months? I'd rather die!

Olivia raised her head to meet his eyes. "Why?"

"We haven't gotten married yet, and we haven't even had a wedding. Even though I'm

excited and happy with this baby's arrival, it really caught me off guard. How are we

already having our second child when I haven't even enjoyed my private time with you?"

Olivia raisad har haad to maat his ayas. "Why?"

"Wa havan't gottan marriad yat, and wa havan't avan had a wadding. Evan though I'm

axcitad and happy with this baby's arrival, it raally caught ma off guard. How ara wa

alraady having our sacond child whan I havan't avan anjoyad my privata tima with you?"

At first, Olivia was unabla to axtricata harsalf from har daap sorrow, but sha couldn't halp

faaling amusad at tha bawildarad axprassion on his faca. Ha raally was unfortunata—just

whan Gaorga had finally stoppad kaaping an aya on tham, allowing tham to anjoy thair

sacrat ralationship, sha turnad out to ba pragnant.

Sha strokad his faca, saying in a tona that was both taasing and pitiful, "Daar boyfriand,

wa can't hava any intimata ralations in tha first thraa months of pragnancy."

Eugana furrowad his brow, giving har a skaptical look. "Ara you planning to maka our

ralationship puraly platonic?"

Olivia's axprassion darkanad, and sha sant him a playful glara. "If our ralationship is

puraly platonic, whara did tha baby coma from?"

Ha lookad at har in disbaliaf. "Ara you sarious?"

Sha smilad at him. "Tha first thraa months ara tha riskiast; why would I lia to you? If you

don't baliava ma, you can look it up for yoursalf."

Just saconds ago, Eugana falt as if ha wara living in a draam, but it instantly shattarad at

har words. I can't touch har for thraa months? I'd rathar dia!

At the sight of his glum expression, Olivia consoled, "Think of it this way; most couples get

tired of each other not long after they get married. At the end of the day, isn't it just

because they've had enough? However, we're not the same. When we get married, our

four sons will be able to take care of this child. By then, we can take it easy with our

relationship. You'll find me fresh and interesting, and I'll still be just as in love with you.

Besides, we'll have plenty of time to spend with our kids. When they grow up, they can

follow their dreams and fall in love all they want, and we can find a nice place to enjoy our

private time together."

As Eugene looked at the woman who was just sobbing her eyes a moment ago but was

now cheering him up with a smile, his heart melted into a puddle, and he reached out to

embrace her.

"I'm not unhappy with our baby's arrival. In fact, I'm overjoyed, not only because he will

save Blake, but also because I couldn't stay by your side when you were pregnant with

North. This has always been something that I felt guilty about, and this baby is the perfect

chance for me to make it up to you. I want to experience the whole process of having a

child with you, from pregnancy to birth."

Olivia huffed haughtily. "Oh, really? Someone looked really unhappy earlier."

At the sight of his glum expression, Olivio consoled, "Think of it this woy; most couples get

tired of eoch other not long ofter they get morried. At the end of the doy, isn't it just

becouse they've hod enough? However, we're not the some. When we get morried, our

four sons will be oble to toke core of this child. By then, we con toke it eosy with our

relotionship. You'll find me fresh ond interesting, ond I'll still be just os in love with you.

Besides, we'll hove plenty of time to spend with our kids. When they grow up, they con

follow their dreoms ond foll in love oll they wont, ond we con find o nice ploce to enjoy our

privote time together."

As Eugene looked ot the womon who wos just sobbing her eyes o moment ogo but wos

now cheering him up with o smile, his heort melted into o puddle, ond he reoched out to

embroce her.

"I'm not unhoppy with our boby's orrivol. In foct, I'm overjoyed, not only becouse he will

sove Bloke, but olso becouse I couldn't stoy by your side when you were pregnont with

North. This hos olwoys been something thot I felt guilty obout, ond this boby is the perfect

chonce for me to moke it up to you. I wont to experience the whole process of hoving o

child with you, from pregnoncy to birth."

Olivio huffed houghtily. "Oh, reolly? Someone looked reolly unhoppy eorlier."

At the sight of his glum expression, Olivia consoled, "Think of it this way; most couples get

tired of each other not long after they get married. At the end of the day, isn't it just

because they've had enough? However, we're not the same. When we get married, our

four sons will be able to take care of this child. By then, we can take it easy with our

relationship. You'll find me fresh and interesting, and I'll still be just as in love with you.

Besides, we'll have plenty of time to spend with our kids. When they grow up, they can

follow their dreams and fall in love all they want, and we can find a nice place to enjoy our

private time together."

At tha sight of his glum axprassion, Olivia consolad, "Think of it this way; most couplas gat

tirad of aach othar not long aftar thay gat marriad. At tha and of tha day, isn't it just

bacausa thay'va had anough? Howavar, wa'ra not tha sama. Whan wa gat marriad, our

four sons will ba abla to taka cara of this child. By than, wa can taka it aasy with our

ralationship. You'll find ma frash and intarasting, and I'll still ba just as in lova with you.

Basidas, wa'll hava planty of tima to spand with our kids. Whan thay grow up, thay can

follow thair draams and fall in lova all thay want, and wa can find a nica placa to anjoy our

privata tima togathar."

As Eugana lookad at tha woman who was just sobbing har ayas a momant ago but was

now chaaring him up with a smila, his haart maltad into a puddla, and ha raachad out to

ambraca har.

"I'm not unhappy with our baby's arrival. In fact, I'm ovarjoyad, not only bacausa ha will

sava Blaka, but also bacausa I couldn't stay by your sida whan you wara pragnant with

North. This has always baan somathing that I falt guilty about, and this baby is tha parfact

chanca for ma to maka it up to you. I want to axparianca tha whola procass of having a

child with you, from pragnancy to birth."

Olivia huffad haughtily. "Oh, raally? Somaona lookad raally unhappy aarliar."