Giselle wanted to shout at the man speaking so innocently. She thought there could hardly be anyone more perceptive than him.

Especially when it came to understanding her innermost feelings, no one could match Lucas.

So he must already know exactly what she wanted, yet here he was saying things no one would believe.

Claiming he wasn’t perceptive, that he wouldn’t know unless she told him directly.

Saying he might do the opposite of what she wanted was close to unfair blackmail.

“Hmm? Giselle?”

“……Ungh, t-take your mouth off when you speak.”

Giselle barely managed to reply, squeezing her eyes shut as Lucas continued to address her while keeping her n*pple in his mouth.

But as if her response wasn’t what he had expected, he instead placed her n*pple between his teeth and rubbed it with his tongue.

“Haah, ah! O-okay. I’ll, hngh, I’ll tell you.”

She hurriedly opened her mouth while firmly gripping Lucas’s arm. He temporarily stopped tormenting Giselle’s chest and waited for her answer.

Giselle hesitantly spoke as she felt her lower abdomen tighten under the gaze of the man looking down at her.

“I…… more……”

“Hmm? I couldn’t quite hear what you said.”

Lucas pretended to bring his ear close to her lips and asked with feigned innocence. Meanwhile, his hands, as if unable to remain idle, began to knead her br*asts.

“Hngh, more…… p-please do more.”

While her plump br*asts were mercilessly crushed in his hands, Giselle swallowed her m*ans and answered again. Perhaps embarrassed at having asked for more with her own mouth, her face turned bright red.

Of course, what she received in return was an even more mischievous question from Lucas.

“Do more of what?”

“……You, really!”

Giselle glared at Lucas, then clenched her fists and hit his arms and chest. Just as she tried to push him away and get up, Lucas laid her back down on the bed.

“Haha! Sorry, really sorry. I won’t do it anymore.”

“Go away! You’re so annoying.”

“You were just too cute. I’m sorry. Hmm? Giselle, if you get up now, what am I supposed to do? I’m about to burst.”

He made a pitiful expression and pointed to his lower region. Giselle unconsciously followed his gaze downward.

As if to prove that Lucas’s words were no exaggeration, his c*ck was twitching with a threatening presence. Moreover, it seemed to grow even larger with each glance from her.

“Sorry. Please help me out.”

As if it wasn’t just Giselle’s imagination, Lucas, who had been acting leisurely, let out a groan and urgently spread her legs. Then he entered her in one swift motion.

“……!”

Although her v*gina was wet, that didn’t make it easy to accommodate him. Giselle inhaled sharply and reached out to grab his arm.

“……Ungh, are you okay?”

And it was the same for Lucas. He swallowed a low m*an from the pressure tightly squeezing him, then stroked her head with his other hand.

“Hngh, yes……”

Giselle’s rapid breathing gradually slowed to match his touch. At the same time, her lower region, which had been tightly clenching him, relaxed slightly.

“Then I’ll move.”

Lucas held her waist with one hand while the other played with her cheek and earlobe. Then he withdrew his c*ck from inside her and thr*st it back in.

“Haah!”

The inner wall, which had momentarily relaxed, greedily swallowed the man’s member. It seemed as if the shape of his thick c*ck was clearly visible on her flat stomach.

He moved the hand that had been holding her waist to her stomach.

It was hard to believe that he was inside this small body, beneath the thin skin.

……And that until recently, it had held his child.

Lucas caressed her stomach, then raised his gaze again. He could see that Giselle’s eyes were wet, perhaps with physiological tears.

He leaned down and kissed her eyes. The tears tasted salty yet somehow sweet.

Perhaps they felt that way because they were hers.

Everything about Giselle was intensely sweet to Lucas. He could readily answer that he would gladly live addicted to her for a lifetime if asked.

Something he could never have imagined being his original self.

“……Lucas.”

At that moment, Giselle called him softly. Lucas removed his lips from her eyes and looked at her.

The affection in those green eyes looking at him was incredibly gentle. A gentleness he never thought he could receive.

“I love you, Giselle.”

He kissed her deeply once more. Lucas wanted to be as gentle to her as the gentleness Giselle had given him.

“Hngh, ah, ah! Lu-Lucas!”

……Of course, his c*ck, which was spreading her lower region tightly and growing even larger, was saying something entirely different.

* * *

Poke, poke.

『Mmm…….』

Giselle frowned at the touch poking her cheek.

Or rather than poking, it was more like a gentle tickle. It had to be Lucas playing a prank on her.

‘After tormenting me all night long, and now again……’

As she was considering whether to say something, a finger approached again and poked her cheek.

This time longer and more lingering than before.

『Lucas, if you keep playing around…….』

『Hehehe.』

Just as Giselle was forcing her heavy eyelids open to say something, she heard a small laugh near her ear.

……One that could never belong to an adult man.

『……!』

She opened her eyes in surprise. She saw a child covering his mouth with both hands while laughing.

With pink hair and navy blue eyes.

『You are…….』

It was the very child she had met in her dream. The one she could never forget no matter how hard she tried.

Giselle recognized the child and sat up immediately.

‘How is this child……’

Wondering if she might be dreaming again, she looked down at her hands. Unlike before, her hands were not those of a small child.

As Giselle was puzzled, the child’s excited voice reached her ears.

『Now Mommy is ready to be a ‘Mommy,’ they say.』

『……What?』

She blinked, not understanding the child’s words. Still, the child waved one hand happily with a bright smile.

『See you soon, Mommy! Let’s play fun games again!』

『W-wait. Hey, baby!』

The clear image of the child began to fade gradually. Giselle urgently tried to grab the child, realizing she hadn’t even properly conversed with him.

And just as she thought she had managed to catch the child by reaching out her hand, she heard a low laugh.

“I never imagined being grabbed by the collar by you first thing in the morning.”

“……!”

It was the vivid voice of a man that could never be heard in a dream.

Giselle startled awake and opened her eyes. She met Lucas’s gaze as he was leaning down, his collar gripped by her.

When their eyes met, he smiled brightly and spoke again.

“Should I just get undressed again? If you’re dissatisfied with me wearing clothes, that is.”

“……Wh-what…… Huh! Th-that’s not it!”

Giselle only then realized she was pulling on his shirt and released his collar in alarm. Lucas clicked his tongue as if disappointed, then kissed her again.

“Good morning, Giselle.”

“Ah, yes. Good…… morning.”

She couldn’t quite focus on his kiss, and soon her eyes welled up with tears. Noticing this, Lucas set aside his playfulness and asked her.

“What’s wrong, Giselle? Are you in pain? Do you have a fever……”

“No, it’s not that.”

Giselle shook her head and pressed her lips together. But Lucas’s expression remained tense.

That was because tears were beginning to pool in her eyes.

“This won’t do. Let’s go back right now. You must be sick……”

“Lucas, listen.”

Giselle grabbed the arm of Lucas, who was about to lift her up. Seeing her unusual demeanor, he sat on the bed with an even more serious expression.

She trembled slightly as she sat up, took a deep breath, and then spoke.

“I think the baby……”

“……?”

“Our baby…… I think it’s come back to us.”

“……What?”

Lucas’s expression faltered for a moment, having been imagining the worst scenario, not knowing what she was about to say.

His face showed that he didn’t understand at all what he had just heard.

“I mean your baby and mine. The child we lost…… has returned.”

Giselle pulled on his arm with teary eyes. Lucas couldn’t say anything and just stared at her, then looked down at her hand gripping his arm.

The warmth transmitted from that hand was definitely not a dream.

Then…….

“It’s not a dream, Lucas. Well, I did have a dream…… but it’s real. I can feel it. Our baby is right here with us.”

Giselle saw Lucas’s wavering eyes and pulled his hand. He dazedly allowed her to guide his hand.

His hand touched her flat stomach.

“It’s our baby, Lucas. Our child.”

With Giselle’s words, Lucas took a deep breath. He didn’t think his wife had merely seen a vision in her dream.

It was a feeling that was difficult to explain in words.

He gently caressed Giselle’s stomach, then raised his gaze to look at her again.

She was smiling.

Lucas, unable to contain his overwhelming emotions, pulled Giselle into his arms.

The breeze that entered through the slightly open window gently swayed the curtains in rhythm with her laughter.

As if blessing their happy future.

⟨『The Creditor is My Husband?』 The End⟩