Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 82

John's POV

The constant ticking of the clock, my heartbeat, and shuffling feets were the only noise that reverberated across the room. I paced in front of the bathroom running my hand through my hair anxiously. The door suddenly opened and I stopped pacing. Ria came out of the bathroom slowly. She stretched out her hand which contained a pregnancy test towards me. I took it with shaky hands.

She burst into tears startling me from my reverie. I didn't need to look at the test to know that it was negative. I quickly pulled her into my arms.

"The doctor definitely said the treatments will work this time. Why didn't it work?" she cried out, her body shaking with sobs.

"It's fine, we can try another doctor next time," I consoled her.

"We've been to seven different doctors. What makes you think this would be any different?" she said, pulling away from my arms. She walked towards a chair and sat on it. Covering her face with her hands as she cried. I followed right behind her and sat beside her. "We will visit ten more doctors if that is what it will take. I don't mind at all. We will have our own child in due time," I pulled her into my arms again, patting her hair fondly.

"When? When will that be? We've been trying for two years and we have nothing to show for it," she sniffled.

"We will have our own child when the moon goddess wishes. Let's keep being patient," I said.

She glanced up at me with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry honey, this is all my fault. You are going through this because of me...,"

"Stop it, Ria," I cut her off firmly. "I've told you to stop saying such things. We are in this together and we will pull through together,"

She nodded with a small smile placing her head back on my chest. We both sat in comfortable silence. Ria and I have been married for the past five years and it was simply amazing. She was amazing. She had been with me through thick and thin when I was at my very lowest. She literally saved me.

We had found a liking to each other in high school and we had just gone with the flow. She had told me beforehand that she wasn't the one for commitments. And, we had agreed on that. But, after spending a lot of time with her and replaceing out how awesome she was, I fell in love with her unknowingly. I was hesitant in speaking to her about it for a while and when I finally found the courage to, she informed me that she was going abroad to further her studies after high school.

I was devastated but there was nothing I could do. Her parents had already made plans for her. I hid my feelings deep within me and made up my mind never to tell her about it. What was the use of telling her when I was going to get rejected? After all, we had agreed not to have feelings for one another. Even though the thought of losing her hurt, I tried to start living without her. As the day of her departure grew closer, I became restless with each passing day.

On the day of her flight, I realized that I could not live without her, it would be too torturous for me. I ran to the airport hurriedly. I knew I could not let her leave without replaceing out how I really felt. Even if she rejected me, I wanted to be able to live knowing I confessed my feelings. With courage, I headed towards the airport but to my utmost disappointment, her flight had already departed. I headed back home dejectedly with the thought of having lost her forever. I never knew I loved her to that extent. It hurt her so much that I could not breathe.

While thinking of how miserable my life was going to be and how I was going to be able to live without her, I met her sitting on my doorstep. I had been confused as to why she was at my house when her flight already departed but deep down, I was ecstatic to know that she wasn't really gone from my life for good. She confessed to me that she was also in love with me. And that she was scared to admit it since she had never felt that way before, she was also scared of my response since we had agreed to not let feelings get involved.

I was so elated that I did not know what to say at that moment. Words failed me. I pulled her into a passionate kiss. I didn't need words to express how happy I was. She could understand my gesture. We had gotten married when we were in our first year in college. Her parents were displeased because she forfeited her plans to study abroad just to be with me. She was their only child so I could understand how they felt. But, they didn't have a choice but to accept our wedding since it was a matter of their only daughter's happiness. We had a small wedding much to the dismay of her parents.

We started living together while still in college. We graduated two years ago and while she took over her father's company, I taught as a professor in the college I attended. Graduating with a first-class degree made them offer me a job immediately. We moved into a bigger house together in order to start up our new family but unfortunately, that wish of ours was not coming through. We had been to several doctors with the hope of them being able to help us out. But, we were left with only disappointments after every treatment they gave to us for the past two years. It was beginning to take a toll on Ria. She would cry almost every night and it broke my heart to see the once lively, cheerful, and bubbly Ria become the shadow of her former self.

"Even if this does not work out, I just want you to know that I love you and that will never change. I'm content with having just you by my side," I said sincerely. Even though I also wanted a child of my own, I didn't want that at the expense of Ria's mental health. She would always come first.

"It has to work out. I want to have a child of my own too," she whispered. I sighed. I could detect the fear in her voice. Her mother also had the same issue of conceiving which was why they had only her.

"I know you love me honey but one day, you will also grow tired of living with only me. I just know it," she continued.

"I will never get tired of loving you baby, never," I said with a kiss on her forehead. I trailed kisses along her face, to her jaw down to the crook of her neck. She giggled.

"Stop, else you are going to be late," she said with a giggle.

"How about I come back early with a takeout from that restaurant you love so much and we can spend time together over a bottle of wine?" I suggested.

"I would like that very much only if we are having...

"Fruit wine. You can't have any alcohol with your medication. I know that perfectly," I cut her off with a smile. She smiled back.

"Deal Mrs. Moore?" I asked.

"We have a deal, Mr. Moore," she replied flirtatiously. I could not help but pull her into a deep kiss right at that moment. She got on top of me as we made out on the sofa.

"Okay, professor, you have to go now or you will be very late," she said trying to get off me. I groaned.

"I don't mind going late if the reason for being late is you," I replied. She laughed loudly. The doorbell suddenly rang and I got up to get it.

"Good morning, I have a delivery for Mrs. Moore," the delivery man said politely.

"I will get it for her," I replied and signed the necessary documents. I passed the package to her.

"The delivery man delivered this to you," I said.

"I wonder what it is," she muttered as she unwrapped it. She pulled out what looked like an invitation card and read it curiously.

"It's an invite for the both of us to a party later this evening. It's from a business associate from the next pack," she summarized the entire content. I nodded.

"Looks like we will have to reschedule our plans for another day," I said as she picked up her laptop and ear pods. She was the boss so she could decide to work at home anytime she liked. "Bye honey, I have to get going now," I said after taking a look at my watch and realizing I was running late.

"Bye, I love you," she called out after me.

"I love you too," I replied as I headed out the door.