Dangerous connection (Freenbecky)

Chapter 38 :

The days following Becky's pregnancy revelation were nothing short of chaotic for everyone at the mansion. Becky's cravings grew more peculiar by the day, and her demands left everyone, especially Freen, running around like headless chickens.

"Nam, Heng! Where's my mango sorbet with chili flakes?" Becky called from the couch one afternoon, holding a jar of pickles in one hand and a spoon in the other.

Nam groaned, rushing into the kitchen. "Didn't we just give her spicy noodles?!"

"She finished it and now wants mango sorbet," Heng replied, shaking her head as she rummaged through the fridge.

"Why can't Freen handle this?" Noey asked, handing over a jar of chili flakes.

"He's at the office," Nam muttered. "And even if he were here, Becky doesn't let him rest either."

Just as they were about to deliver her new craving, Becky called again, her tone urgent. "Wait! Forget the sorbet. I want a grilled cheese sandwich dipped in hot chocolate!"

Everyone stared at each other in disbelief.

"Irin, your turn!" Nam shouted, handing her the ingredients.

Despite the chaos, Becky loved the attention she was receiving—until Freen started coming home late. At first, she shrugged it off, assuming he was busy at work. But as the days turned into weeks, she couldn't ignore the growing distance between them.

Freen would leave early in the morning and come home well past midnight. Even when he was home, he seemed distracted, barely engaging in their usual banter. Becky's insecurities began to creep in.

One evening, as Becky sat alone in their room, her hands rested on her growing belly. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her emotions spiraling.

"Am I not attractive anymore?" she whispered to herself. "Has Freen realized he doesn't want a family with me?"

Her thoughts consumed her, and by the time Freen came home that night, Becky was already in tears.

"Princess?" Freen called softly, walking into their room. "Why are you crying?"

Becky turned away, hugging a pillow. "You don't love me anymore."

Freen froze, completely caught off guard. "What? Baby, what are you talking about?"

"You're always gone!" Becky sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks. "You barely talk to me. Is it because I'm fat now? Do you regret having a baby with me?"

Freen's heart broke at her words. He sat beside her, gently pulling her into his arms despite her protests. "Becky, stop. That's not true at all."

"Then why are you avoiding me?" she demanded, looking up at him with teary eyes.

Freen sighed, brushing her hair out of her face. "I wasn't avoiding you. I've been planning something special, and it's taken a lot of my time. But, Baby, I promise it's worth it."

Becky sniffled, still unconvinced. "Special? What could be more special than spending time with me?"

Freen chuckled, kissing her forehead. "You'll see soon enough, Princess. Just trust me, okay?"

A few nights later, Freen invited Becky to dinner at their favorite park, the same place they had once sought refuge in during their early days together. The area was beautifully decorated with fairy lights and flowers, and a small table was set up near the lake.

"What's all this?" Becky asked, her eyes wide with surprise.

"You'll see," Freen said with a mysterious smile, leading her to the table.

After dinner, Freen stood and took Becky's hands. "Becky," he began, his voice trembling slightly, "you've been my light in the darkest times. You've given me love, hope, and now a family. I don't want to spend another day without you by my side."

He dropped to one knee, pulling out a small velvet box. "Will you marry me, Princess?"

Becky's eyes filled with tears as she nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Bunny. A thousand times yes."

Freen slipped the ring onto her finger before pulling her into a passionate kiss. From the shadows, their friends erupted in cheers, having secretly witnessed the entire scene.

A month later, the mansion was transformed into a dreamlike venue for their wedding. Becky looked radiant in a flowing gown that accentuated her growing belly, while Freen couldn't stop smiling in his tailored suit.

During the vows, Freen's voice broke as he said, "I promise to love and protect you and our little one for the rest of my life. You're my everything, Becky."

Becky's response was equally heartfelt. "You've given me a family when I thought I'd never have one. I love you more than words can say."

As they exchanged rings and sealed their vows with a kiss, their friends cheered, and even Nam and Heng were wiping away tears.

The reception was a lively affair, with everyone teasing Freen about how he'd spoiled Becky during her pregnancy. Nam, Heng, and Noey even set up a "Craving Counter," listing all the bizarre foods Becky had demanded.

Becky, glowing with happiness, leaned against Freen as they watched their friends dance. "You're stuck with me now, Bunny," she teased.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way, Princess," Freen replied, kissing her forehead. "You're my forever."

As the night ended, Freen carried Becky in his arms, whispering promises of love and devotion. For both of them, this was the start of a new chapter filled with joy, laughter, and the promise of a lifetime together.