Second Marriage: My Strongest Bodyguard

Dean chuckled amused seeing Bryana's face which was smudged with foam, Bryana also chuckled seeing Dean's face which almost looked like it was covered in foam.

Bryanna immediately washed her face with water, then wiped with a small towel, brushing her hair that was slightly exposed to the water. She looked at Dean who had also washed his face.

"As long as Aidyn is with mom and isn't fussy, let me shave your beard," Bryana exclaimed, taking out another foam bottle. She really doesn't like it if her husband has too thick a beard, it can make her ticklish when kissing, even Aidyn will also be amused when kissed by him.

"I can do it myself, honey. You take care of Aidyn. I'm worried if she's thirsty to suckle," Dean said, slightly avoiding the foam spray.

"If he is thirsty, mommy will get the breast milk that I have provided in the refrigerator. Now I will shave your beard neatly. and I don't accept rejection!" Bryana insisted, then squirted the foam into Dean's jaw evenly.

"That means, next time we can leave it for a bit longer," said Dean with wild thoughts.

"Sure, where are we going?" Bryana asked, picking up the razor that was on the sink counter, then carefully shaving Dean's beard.

She went to sit at the sink so she wouldn't get tired of looking up because her husband was much taller than her.

"I'll think about it from now on," said Dean

Bryana is also focused on shaving the thick beard.

Dean was silent resignedly looking at Bryana who was in action shaving his beard. He could see every curve of his wife's perfectly formed beautiful face intensely until Clarissa's image reappeared and made her smile. 'You guys are very similar, and you mean a lot to me,' he thought.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Bryana asked, tossing his shaved beard into the sink.

"Nothing" Dean replied.

Bryana returned to focus on shaving again.

Dean was silent again and thought about what gift was right for the perfect woman in front of him. Luxurious things are certainly familiar to him, he must try to make a gift that will not be forgotten and make his wife memorable.

"Hey, why are you daydreaming again?" asked Bryan in surprise.

"I thought, what gift can make you happy and memorable. You have everything, then what do you want as a gift from me?" Dean answered but it was almost like a question.

Bryana smiled wryly as she washed the razor into the sink, then turned to get a tissue.

She looked at Dean who was nervously thinking about a present for him then wiped his jaw with the tissue.

"You don't have to bother looking for gifts for me, because to me you are like the most beautiful gift God has given me," Bryana said so sweetly, wiping Dean's jaw with a tissue.

"Getting you like my husband who is always gentle and caring, I already feel very grateful. You are the most beautiful gift for me this year and next year until I'm old," she continued, imagining her hair would turn white with her husband.

Dean smiled with a happy hue on his face, then kissed Bryana's lips very gently with both hands cupping her jaw.

"You are also the most beautiful gift from God that is perfect for me. How lucky I am?" Dean kissed Bryana's lips again with his eyes closed, feeling the beauty of his love for her which was increasing every day.

"But I will still give you a present. I hope you will like what I will give you," Dean said with a warm smile, then lowered Bryan from the sink. "Now go, because I have to take a shower."

"You kicked me out?" Bryana glanced at Dean in horror.

"I just don't want to make you naked and shower twice this early. Aidyn also needs fresh milk from you," Dean explained then kissed Bryana's forehead.

Bryana smiled brightly and patted Dean's cock before she came out of the bathroom.

"Damn it!" cursed Dean.

Bryana just laughed and quickly got out of the luxurious bathroom before her husband would punish her for her pranks. She stopped by the walk-in closet to pick up the clothes her husband would be wearing later. after that, she rushed out of the room to go to her sn who was with his grandmother.

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London

Monica who was sleeping while being hugged by Raymond suddenly felt her belly churning. She removed Raymond's hand from her belly, then got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.

Raymond who woke up immediately followed Monica anxiously. "Honey, what are you doing?"

when she got to the bathroom, Monica threw up everything she had eaten, then rinsed her mouth with water. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, then wiped her mouth with a tissue.

"Honey!"

Monica turned to look at Raymond who came up to her. She sighed and leaned her head on his husband's shoulder. "I'm nauseous, weak, dizzy...."

"Gosh, is it because you're exhausted?" Raymon looked sadly at Monica's face which now looked pale. "I will call the doctor to examine you immediately."

"It's midnight now. call the doctor tomorrow," Monica cried wearily holding her still nauseous stomach. She glanced at Raymond who was still waiting for her then said, "you just wait for me outside."

"I can't leave you like this, honey," said Raymond, looking at Monica with pity.

Monica again felt unbearable nausea. She vomited again but only had clear fluid. Raymond immediately massaged the nape of his wife's neck.

"I'll call the doctor, OK? Please don't refuse. You could be dehydrated at this rate."

Monica sighed, then rested her head against Raymond's chest. Dizziness spreads in her head, slowly her body weakens until her legs can no longer support her body.

"Honey... Gosh!" Raymond started to panic when he realized that Monica had passed out. he immediately carried his wife to the main room, then lay down on the bed.

Raymond rushed to the doctor to come to check Monica's condition. no matter it was the middle of the night, he forced the doctor to still come because he was very worried about his wife who looked so weak.

While waiting for the doctor to come, Raymond tried to resuscitate Monica by putting wind oil on her nose. until he tried several times, his wife finally wakes up.

"I'm dizzy," said Monica, holding her head.

"Wait a minute, the doctor will be here in a minute," Raymond cried sadly. "You must be like this because you're tired next time I won't take you too much. Let Calvin and Sofia take care of Lauren."

"It's not a problem, so don't blame them," Monica exclaimed, turning her back into a leaning position. "Don't tell Bryana about my situation, I don't want her to feel guilty," she continued weakly.

"Okay, I'll just shut up," Raymond said, then asked, "what do you want now?"

"Soup," said Monica.

"Okay I'll ask Emma to cook it for you," Raymond said then got out of bed.

"You have to cook it for me," Monica exclaimed.

Raymond turned to look at Monica. "Honey, I can't cook soup. Maybe if you request an omelet I can make it."

"But I want some soup. it will make my belly feel warm and not sick anymore. Come on, cook for me. You can look up information on how to cook soup on the internet," Monica exclaimed in annoyance.

"Okay, I'll try," Raymond said then walked out of the room while scratching his head that didn't itch. He was surprised at his wife's sudden cravings after fainting.