I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Hearing his reply, Meredith couldn’t contain her joy any longer and leapt into his arms.

“Careful now, you are pregnant,” Terrence cautioned as he caught her.

Meredith laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck, “Terrence, you’re going to be a dad. We’re going to have a baby.”NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

The surprise was overwhelming, making Meredith feel as if her life was on a miraculous path. She had met Terrence, they had a whirlwind marriage, and now a pregnancy-all seamlessly weaving into a tapestry of happiness.

Terrence’s joy matched Meredith’s. Meeting her had changed his life in ways he never anticipated.

As they headed home, Meredith hummed a tune, finding even the breeze sweet. Once home, she rested obediently in bed, drinking plenty of water. “Should we tell your family about the pregnancy?” she asked.

“Let’s wait,” Terrence suggested. “Perhaps after the first trimester, we’ll share the news.”

“I’ll follow your lead.”

Meredith touched her belly, filled with anticipation and joy, a stark contrast to the fears and pressures she had felt due to past mistakes.

Terrence climbed into bed and cuddled her, “Rest early. And no more supervising the renovation; the paints are not good for the baby. I’ll have Linda handle it. Once the restaurant opens, your only job will be to handle the money.”

Meredith chuckled, “Your million-dollar-a-year secretary, overseeing a fondue restaurant renovation? Isn’t that a bit of an underuse of her talents?”

“If you get bored, you can chat with Linda, go shopping, or even spend time with grandma. She’s lonely too, and you could keep her company,” Terrence suggested, aware of Meredith’s limited social circle.

Meredith turned in his arms and looked at him fondly, her heart full of love. She kissed his lips gently, “You’re really wonderful.”

He had thought of everything. Even when Stella tried to drive a wedge between them, Meredith had chosen to stay by his side. She could feel his sincerity. Even if she stepped back and considered his vast wealth, what did she have to fear?

He kissed her forehead, “Sleep now.” Meredith snuggled closer, feeling slightly feverish and congested.

After some restless tossing in his arms, Terrence opened his eyes, his voice deep and magnetic, “If you really can’t sleep, maybe I should give you a shot.”

His sudden question confused Meredith. She replied without thinking, “I thought pregnant women shouldn’t take injections?”

When she noticed the desire in his eyes and felt his touch, she realized what he meant by “giving a shot” – it wasn’t about medicine after all, but their intimate code. Meredith grinned and turned away, “I’m going to sleep.”

Understanding she was unwell and pregnant, Terrence naturally couldn’t proceed. “I’m going to take a shower,” he said, getting up and heading to the bathroom.

Meredith teased, “Need help with that?”

Newly married and now constrained by her pregnancy, Terrence was back to a period of abstinence. After taking care of Meredith at home for a couple of days until her fever subsided and she felt better, he returned to the office.

Meredith, ordered by Terrence to rest at home, grew bored and contemplated visiting him at the office. Linda kept her updated on the restaurant’s progress, enjoying a more relaxed duty than her usual office responsibilities.

Rick, envious of Linda’s now lighter workload, joked about swapping roles. After a few days at home, Meredith grew restless. Coincidentally, her former colleague Reese called, reminding her of a favor she had asked concerning Mr. Thatcher.

Deciding to venture out, Meredith changed her clothes and left the house, ready to follow up on her inquiry.