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"My husband was deeply in love with his first love. When I jokingly told him that I was pregnant, he told me seriously, "You can't have this child." I loved him but didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ===== Chapter 1 Kyla Was Back "Hmm..." Sadie Hudson murmured in a gentle whisper, her eyes fluttering open into a drowsy blur, only to be met with the intense gaze of another pair of eyes. Her husband, Noah Wall, had quietly returned, his presence subtly marked by the faint aroma of alcohol. He sealed their reunion with a kiss that was unyieldingly dominant, compelling her into a reluctant acquiescence. A wave of unease surged through Sadie's chest, and reflexively, she attempted to withdraw. "Stay still." Noah's voice rumbled, deep and seductive, tinged with a compelling charm that was hard to resist. For a moment, Sadie's body tensed, caught in a struggle between resistance and submission. Today was significant--their second anniversary--and she was determined not to spoil the celebratory spirit. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to melt into his embrace. The robust scent of his cologne masked the alcohol, swirling around her and piercing her heart with its potent allure. Noah's eyes darkened with desire as he observed her yielding, his actions becoming bolder and less restrained. Just as Sadie was about to regain her composure, she gasped softly, her plea laced with a tender fragility. "Please, not too harsh... because I..." She couldn't complete her revelation of being pregnant. The sharp ring of a phone sliced through the thick tension, abruptly severing the intimate moment between them. Noah's eyes, still ablaze with longing, flickered as he caught sight of the caller ID. He got up and began to dress, his movements betraying none of the fervor that had
