Mathilda’s POVMrs. Rosa hugged me tightly the moment we arrived home. It felt like the embrace of someone who hadn’t seen me in decades.Of course, I was happy. Mrs. Rosa really knows how to make me feel cherished. But sometimes it’s funny how she wears the exact same expression every time we return from a trip.“At last, you’re here! I’ve been waiting anxiously for you! I was so uneasy because of my dream, Mathilda! Did Fredric tell you about my dream?”Her eyes welled with tears as she cupped my face repeatedly, shifting her gaze between Fredric and me.“Yes, Nana, Mr. Fredric told me about it. You don’t have to—”“Wait, what?” Mrs. Rosa suddenly cut me off, looking at me in confusion. “What did you just call him? Mr. Fredric? Why are you calling Fredric by that title?”I hadn’t even realized I’d murmured that title. Now I was nervous as hell. How was I supposed to explain that to her? I couldn’t say it was just an old habit, right? That would be ridiculous.“Hahahaha! Babe, you’re

Fredric’s POVPaula pointed furiously at my face, her cheeks flaming red, her eyes filling with tears.“I should be the one asking you that! What did you do to Mathilda?! How dare you bother her?! You really have no shame, Paula.”I restrained myself—my hand still wanted to slap her again. It was hard to control this anger. But Paula was cunning; she could be planning something else to trap me.“Mathilda? Did I hear that right? Do you love her? Tell me!”My chest rose and fell as Paula hurled that question at me. For some reason, I wanted to punch her senseless—her face was even more irritating than usual.“That’s none of your business, Paula. Just understand this: I’m never getting back with you. We’re done—don’t think I still love you. I’m sick of this. I thought you’d get it by now, but you only get worse.”Paula laughed, stepping closer and grabbing my arm to place my hand against her chest. Obviously, nothing I said made it through to her. I knew this tactic—she wanted to use her

POV of MathildaI was not enthusiastic about doing anything. Even when Mrs. Rosa called from the front door for dinner, I chose to pretend I was asleep. My heart still hurt remembering Paula’s video call this afternoon. No matter how hard I tried to convince my brain that I was not important in Fredric’s life, I still could not relax. I was very angry at Paula and Fredric.The doorknob of my room suddenly seemed to be held by someone. I quickly adjusted my position and closed my eyes again to pretend I was asleep. “Ah… she’s still sleeping.” The door opened and the whisper came from Fredric. I slowly opened my eyes to see what he was doing, and he did not leave. Instead, he moved closer to me. What did he want?Fredric pulled a chair toward the bed, the sound of the chair legs scraping the floor. Honestly, I was scared, even though Fredric probably would not do anything bad, but who could guarantee that? Besides, he was with Paula, and that woman was full of cunning ideas. Maybe she h

POV of MathildaI stopped in front of the door of the room where Paula was being treated. I felt scared and reluctant to face that woman.“Why?” Fredric asked.“I feel… I don’t want to go in and see Paula. You can go meet her, Fredric. I’ll wait here.”“Let’s go, Mr. Fredric.”The man standing by the door looked at us and turned toward the door as he opened it. And when he wasn’t paying attention, Fredric quickly and firmly grabbed my hand.They didn’t give me any chance to stay behind; he practically dragged me into Paula’s room. And what I feared actually happened—Paula’s expression changed drastically when she saw me enter with Fredric.“Well, I told Dave I only needed Fredric. Not some woman coming in with you or anyone else. Didn’t you say that, Dave?” Paula scolded Dave right in front of us.Seeing that, I immediately released Fredric’s hand and said, “I’m leaving.”“No, Mathilda. I said don’t go!”Silence fell. I stopped and stared at Paula, who seemed stunned by the sound of F

POV of MathildaTwo months later.My pregnancy has now reached its third month, everything seems to be passing so quickly. Surprisingly, my relationship with Fredric has grown stronger. I am beginning to believe in his feelings for me because nothing has disrupted us lately.Even Fredric himself never wants to go anywhere without me by his side. Maybe the beautiful journey of our marriage is only just beginning now. And that makes me feel incredibly grateful—my long-held hopes are finally coming true.“Mathilda.” Mrs. Rosa approached me while I was sitting in the library, her wide smile indicating she had good news to share.“Nana, what is it? Your face looks so cheerful, I’m intrigued.”“Actually, it’s a mix of sadness and happiness. I don’t know what I feel right now because today I will give both of you my blessing to leave my house. The luxurious mansion I prepared for you is ready, and when Fredric returns from buying my medicine, we will go there to see it!” Mrs. Rosa said joyfu