Chapter 902 The Seaside

It was just the right time.

However, no matter what Andrew did or said, Ashley just continued to refuse him.

Blushing hard, she said, "It's still noon."

"Oh, it's fine."

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Right after hearing what Andrew had said, Ashley's stomach began to growl loudly.

"You're hungry?"

Andrew looked at Ashley with amusement in his eyes.

Pouting, she nodded in response.

How could she not be hungry?

She had eaten too little in the morning. Before she knew what was happening, she had been running
around, preparing for a wedding she hadn't known about until that day. By noon, she only had a drink
while proposing a toast.

At that point, the two of them couldn't wait to get out of there.

"What do you want to eat? I'll cook anything for you."

Hearing that, Ashley got very excited. She looked at Andrew with sparkling eyes and said, "I want to
eat something spicy."

Ashley was thinking that the spicier the food was, the better.



Andrew raised his brows at her and said, "You're pregnant. Are you allowed to eat anything like that?"

"Of course, I am. Why not? Haven't you heard the saying? 'A woman will give birth to a boy if she
prefers sour food during her pregnancy. On the other hand, she will have a baby girl if she likes eating
spicy food'. Since I've been craving for spicy food lately, the baby in my belly must be a girl."

Andrew couldn't believe what just heard.

After staring at her for a while, Andrew chose not to argue with her anymore. Lowering his shoulders in
defeat, he turned around and went downstairs.

Andrew had given the servants of the villa a few days off.

Back at the wedding venue, their guests had no idea that the bride and groom had already left and
gone back home.

But then, that was exactly the kind of person that Andrew was.

For a while, Ashley just sat upstairs waiting for Andrew. When she got a whiff of the delicious smell
from the kitchen, she couldn't help but hurry down to where it was coming from.

Leaning against the door and with a faint smile on her lips, Ashley just stared at her husband busily
preparing the dishes.

He only noticed that Ashley was there when it was time to place the dishes on the table.

"You're here. I didn't see you," he said with a little laugh.

"Well, I can't help but come downstairs when I smelled all the delicious food that you were making."

Then, she sat at the table.



Andrew filled two bowls of rice and put them in front of Ashley.

"Let's eat."

"Hmm, yes!"

"Do you know when I have decided to start cooking?" Andrew asked while looking at the satisfied
expression on her face.

"Tell me, when?"

Ashley stared at the only dish in front of her without any chili peppers and picked it up for Andrew.

With that, the smile on his lips widened even more.

"Do you remember the first time that you came here?"

"Yes, I remember. What about it?"

At that time, Ashley had been drinking, so she was really tipsy. She wasn't expecting that Andrew
would take her back to his place.

"Did you decide to cook after what I said?" Ashley looked at Andrew in surprise.

In fact, Ashley couldn't exactly remember what had happened that day, but when Andrew started to
mention cooking, it suddenly became clear to her.

At that time, she was watching Andrew in the kitchen. She was still drunk and subconsciously sighed
about how wonderful her life would be if her boyfriend was a good cook.

"Yeah, I did," Andrew casually replied as if he didn't just admit that he learned an entirely new skill for
her.



Ashley didn't know what to say.

How could there be such a kind of man in the world? And now, this man even became her husband.
How lucky was she? It was like she asked the heavens for a piece of cake and they gave her an entire
bakery.

"Where are Linda and the other servants?"

It was not until then that Ashley realized that she hadn't seen anyone in the villa since they arrived.

"They're on vacation."

"What? Why are they on vacation?"

With a smirk on his lips, Andrew got really close to Ashley. He whispered something in her ear, turning
them uncontrollably red. She didn't ask Andrew anything more about it.

The two of them just quietly finished their meal.

After that, Andrew held Ashley in his arms like he was holding a child.

Ashley couldn't help but exclaim, "What are you doing?"

Andrew rested his head on Ashley's neck and said in a low voice, "It is our wedding night."

"What? What are you talking about? Haven't we already discussed it this afternoon?"

Ashley was amused by how Andrew looked dejected with what she said.

But still, Ashley was firm with her decision.

Andrew looked up at Ashley and gritted his teeth as if he was going to swallow her right then and there.



Because of that, Ashley didn't have a choice but to go along with what he wanted.

When they reached their bedroom, she looked at him from under her eyelashes.

She then grabbed Andrew's clothes tightly with both of her hands.

Her legs felt so weak

that she almost fell on the bed.

Andrew gently held Ashley with his hands so that they remain as close as possible. He then kissed his
wife passionately, almost setting her lips on fire.

It was only when Ashley was almost out of breath that Andrew let go of her.

As soon as he did, Ashley couldn't help but gasp for air.

She stared intently at Andrew with her clear eyes.

What Ashley didn't know was that her stare at Andrew was not effective even by the slightest. Instead,
she just looked like a small pouty child.

Andrew placed his lips inches away from Ashley's ear. With his deep voice, he slowly said, "Ash, I've
already asked the doctor and he said it's okay..."

"No..." Andrew felt helpless at that point.

Before Ashley could say anything more, Andrew kissed her on the lips once again.

The sound of the waves hitting the coast and the whispers of the sea wind gradually faded away.



The sky was strikingly blue, drizzled with white clouds. Below it, the sea which bore the same color had
gentle waves, making it look majestic. The wind seemed to dance with the waves, dazzled in the glory
of the sun shining above.

Just then, someone came out of the house and went straight to the beach barefooted. Laughing while
picking up the shells, she looked happy and content, playing near the water.

Ashley was awakened by the sound of the waves. She opened her eyes in a daze. Through the
window, she could see the blue waves gently crashing on the sand.

Ashley thought that she was just in a dream. She rubbed her eyes but when she opened them again,
the scene in front of her was still the same.

Ashley couldn't help but sit up and scan the room. But she didn't see Andrew anywhere.

Everything in front of her seemed strange.

The room was strange. The bed, the pillows and the sheets were strange. They were all unfamiliar to
her.

"Andy? Andy?" Ashley called out on instinct.

Had she been kidnapped again?

Ashley's heart sank with that thought.

She instantly felt scared.

"Ash, what's wrong?" Fortunately, it wasn't that long before she heard Andrew's voice from outside the
room.



Andrew, who was usually dressed in a suit, was wearing a white cotton tank top, a creamy white
sweater, and black sweat pants. On top of his clothes was a lovely apron with a wooden spoon in his
hand.

It was pretty obvious that he rushed over after hearing Ashley' call out his name.

Upon seeing Andrew, Ashley was instantly relieved. She looked at him and asked, "Where are we?
Why are we here? How did we even get here?"

Andrew put the spoon aside and walked over to Ashley. "Come and have a look. Can you guess where
we are?"

Ashley put on her slippers and walked towards the French windows where she had a panoramic view
of the waves and the beach.

Everywhere she turned, all she could see was blue. When the blue waters ended was her favorite
beach.

"Do you like it?" Andrew asked in his deep voice.

"Yes, I do!" Ashley exclaimed.

Even after a few minutes, Ashley was still mesmerized with the sea. She didn't notice that Andrew was
already by her side. He circled his arms around her and held her tightly.

She looked at the sea peacefully, feeling the breeze on her face.

"How did you find this place?" Ashley softly asked.

Andrew held Ashley's hand, but he didn't say anything. He had found this place a long time ago and
had been planning to surprise her with it.



He had specially prepared the place for the two of them to come and spend their honeymoon.

"Do you want to go out and have a look?"

"Is it okay?"

"Yes, of course.

Go and get changed first."

Ashley was still wearing the pajama which she had worn the previous night. The fabric was a little thin,
so it couldn't keep her warm enough.

"Okay."

Andrew had prepared everything, up to the little details. As soon as she opened the wardrobe, she saw
a lot of clothes.

Ashley turned to Andrew, evidently confused. How could he have prepared everything?

"What's wrong?" Andrew knowingly asked.

"No, it's nothing." Ashley came to her senses and chose a creamy white Persian dress with long
sleeves and an off-white sweater.

It was a good match to what Andrew was wearing.

Andrew raised his eyebrows, but looked very happy.

He noticed that they were wearing a couple's outfit.

He liked it. It was a perfect fit for their honeymoon.



"Let's go and have dinner first."

After Ashley was finished getting ready, Andrew held her hand, and together, they walked out of the
room.

She instantly smelled something and recalled that Andrew had just rushed over after hearing her
scream. "Were you cooking something earlier? Wouldn't it have burned by now or overcooked?"

"No, it won't. Don't worry," Andrew calmly said.

As soon as he heard Ashley calling him, he turned off the gas before running to her.

Andrew pulled out a chair for Ashley and let her sit on it. "Wait here for a minute. Dinner will be ready
soon."

After saying that, Andrew turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Looking at the milk and sandwiches in front of her, Ashley turned to stare at her husband who had just
entered the kitchen.

After a while, Andrew came out with two heart-shaped fried eggs.

"Okay, let's eat this first."

"Honey, why are you so kind?" While looking at Andrew, Ashley had called him an endearment so
casually.

"Uh? Does it taste bad?"

"No, it's actually really good!"

"Okay, then keep eating."



Ashley didn't say anything more after that. She just focused on the food in front of her.

What Ashley didn't see when she lowered her head to eat, was Andrew looking at her without blinking.

It was so peaceful, just the two of them having a meal in paradise.

Meanwhile, back in the Golden Palace, everything was completely different.

When Fabio woke up, he couldn't see his mother. He went to her bedroom and couldn't find her
anywhere.

In a bit of panic, Fabio rushed to look for Chant.

"Great Grandpa, where are Daddy and Mommy?"

"What's wrong, Fabio? Why do you look upset?" Chant picked up the little boy.

"Great Grandpa, do you know where Mommy is? I can't find her anywhere," Fabio lamented.

Chant replied, "Your mommy and daddy are on honeymoon. They will be back in a few days."

"Where did Mommy and Daddy go? Why didn't they take us with them?"

Fabio pursed his lips. He didn't like what was happening at all.

Chant thought to himself, 'Your father went on a honeymoon with your mother. How could they take you
along?'


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