Enchanted By His Charm



Joseph's body was slightly stiff. He looked shocked and did not know she had done it. How is it possible?

"When the baby had gone, I did. A birth control injection was used." At that time, she wanted to escape Joseph because of sadness and despair, but more of her own incompetence. She was not sure whether Joseph would understand. In case he would not let her go and she got pregnant again, she begged the doctor to give her contraceptive pills to avoid conceiving.

The doctor did not agree at that time. She had just finished the operation, so how could she allow her to take an injectable contraceptive? But Irish tried everything. She forced the doctor until finally, the doctor yielded and gave her an injection.

So, she didn't lie to Joseph at all when she told him she had been using contraception, which was true.

Joseph also seemed to think of what she once had said. For a time, great pain poured into his heart. He was not angry nor blamed her concealment, on the contrary, he was sad about that.

Has he forced her into that position?

Thinking of it, he wanted to punish himself.

He pulled her into his arms, trying to appease her burden.

He wanted to take good care of this woman and love her all his life.

Irish thought he would be furious, so she was a little trembling when she explained it, but when he hugged her, Irish's eyes were a little wet, and she looked at him, but the pity moved her into the depths of his eyes.

Joseph...Joseph...

She read his name over and over again from the bottom of her heart.

In this life, she was loved by a man like him. She was happy with it.

Dr. Ry Strnd's assistant came in with the result reports. Dr. RyStrnd took them and looked at them one by one.

Irish became nervous.

But soon, Joseph took her hand gently and gave her great comfort.

That tension miraculously dissipated, and she clearly felt the power of his hand.

After reading the results, Dr. Ry Strnd looked at Irish. "One thing is for sure, you're using the right method, but if you want to use it in the future, I can give the secured medicine for you."

Irish heard the words, and her heart clattered.

The voice disappeared so indignantly, and a belly of problems turned into powerlessness. And Joseph opened his mouth," Dr. Ry Strnd, how did it turn out?"

Dr. Ry Strnd put down the results and looked serious. "In fact, there is nothing wrong with the former diagnosis. However, it is really too dangerous for your wife to get pregnant."

"What do you mean?" Irish finally found her voice.

Joseph patted her hand and signaled to her not to be so nervous.

Dr. Ry Strnd said, "Irish, your body is fine to conceive and will conceive normally, but the uterine condition that supports the fetus isn't in good shape, that is to say, you can get pregnant, but once you are pregnant, the bigger the fetus, the more dangerous for you. About medical matters, we dare not say 100%, and I can only tell you the greatest risk exists."

Irish's heart seemed to be swung by a rope, and her breath became short, "Dr. Ry Strnd, you mean I can get pregnant?"

Dr. Ry Strnd motioned for her to calm down, telling her clearly, "You can get pregnant, but it's dangerous. Your problem lies in this danger."

"I just want to know what's the risk if I'm pregnant? Or is there any way to keep the baby?" Irish asked bluntly.

Dr. Ry Strnd was stunned.

When Joseph heard the words, he frowned and pulled Irish's body over. He lowered his voice and said, "Irish, will you listen to me?"

She didn't know what he would do, but she had a bad feeling.

Joseph looked to Dr. Ry Strnd and said, "I need the most advanced methods of contraception. I will use them."

"Joseph!" Irish was dismayed.

Dr. Ry Strnd didn't expect Joseph to say that, looking at him in amazement. After a long time, he appreciated his behavior.

Joseph smiled lightly and looked at Irish, "My wife is not in good health."

Though he spoke very few words, they were shocking enough.

"No, you can't..."

Joseph motioned her not to speak.

She felt the movement of her blood flowing in her veins, and her whole body was weak.

****

And at night, Irish saw the stars. The evening here was more holy. Without pollution, starlight was particularly bright. 

Before her eyes, the lake was like a huge mirror with countless stars.

They went back to the hotel and had sex several times.

Irish quietly nestled in Joseph's chest, feeling the strength of his chest muscles. He murmured her name passionately, and she was intoxicated with the strong magnet.

She closed her eyes and breathed his breath.

Then, in her mind, was the picture of the day in the hospital corridor.

They got married in a hurry and haven't considered undergoing a body check-up. Joseph had undergone a physical check-up. When she saw him go and get the results, she heard the doctor say to him, "Sir, your sperms have a high survival rate with strong mobility, and you don't have any health problems."

The next thing she did was numb herself so she couldn't hear more. Thinking about her body failure, her heart was cut into pieces with a knife.

Besides, he knew the truth about the child.

At nightfall, when he held her, she almost took the initiative, showing a madness she had never done before. She wanted to feel his presence with force, for he was so perfect, and so she felt she was not worthy of him.

Her initiative surprised Joseph, so their lovemaking was intense and passionate.

Upon opening her eyes and looking around her stout arm, she pulled it and clasped his fingers. In fact, during this time, she thought very clearly that she wanted to give him a child, and the idea was getting firmer.

But Irish knew his decision, and how to persuade him lingered in her mind.

After thinking about it, she didn't say it directly. 

Once again, her eyes inadvertently fell on his arm, where the scar was so conspicuous that she remembered him talking about it. 

"The wound on your arm looks like it's been a long time."

"It's been a long time. The scar was left from a fall when I was a child."

"It seems like something happened."

"It's for someone else not to get hurt."

"Someone else?"

"A child."

"A girl?"

"A girl."

"I guess that you still did such a romantic thing when you were a child."

Caressing the scar on his arm, she remembered a scene in her dream. The little boy pulled her to run, and finally, they were caught up by a group of adults.

Then she thought of the scene in the aquarium when he protected her for a moment, and the feeling was so familiar.

She was thinking of her dreams. Adam's face turned into that of Joseph, and the little boy seemed to have been hurt, and she couldn't tell the difference between him and Adam now.

"Joseph." Irish turned around, looked up at his side face, and asked hesitantly, "We... Have we met each other when we were kids?"