“Really?” She asked and got up. 
She spread her two legs apart and sat on his loins. Now, she was facing him, and closer to his face. 
He kissed her lips and responded, “Yes. The moon had witnessed the confessions of our love. She would be glad to see you conceive our love child.”
At that point, she was in the seventh heaven, and her nether regions were ready to receive him. Instantly, she guided him into her, and she was enraptured. 
She moaned and begged, “You are so good, Cornell. Plant your love in me.”
“Take me, my sweet girl. My angel, take me,” he screamed and emptied himself inside her. 
Mr. Cornelius was aware that she loved him, but he was bewildered with her degree of love for him. As a successful middle-aged man, he thought that any young woman of her age would be interested in only his money, and that made him avoid women even when his wife suggested that.
“Thank you, my love,” he appreciated her. Likewise, he cuddled her and rubbed her back gently, while she rested on his chest for a while.
“I love you,” she whispered tiredly. Mr. Cornelius understood the tiredness and helped her to get up.
“You need to rest, my baby,” he advised, and they dressed up and left.
Before they got back to the house, they stopped over at a restaurant and mall to pick up all that she needed to get nourished. Nevertheless, he had to let Mitchell know that he would be away on a business trip for some days by sending her a test. 
She simply responded (Bring back a baby but don't fall in love).
He laughed softly and concentrated on the meal. Now, he looked at the pregnancy test result and was fulfilled as a man. Then, he snapped it, just to keep looking at it, and always remind himself that he could father a child. Thereafter, he walked to the bedroom and invited her to the dinner table.
“You need to eat, and take your medicine,” he called out and helped her to get up. 
To ensure that she ate enough, he fed her by himself. After two days, he returned to his base and wondered if she had not read the pregnancy report, and why she would not discuss that with him.
At The Stand Point Hotel
Currently, she had seen and read the test result and was worried. Although she loved Mr. Cornelius and agreed to conceive for him, the date of conception on the test result was disturbing. Even though she was with him at that period, she still slept with other men.
She resumed work afterward with disturbing news for Jenny, and Jenny was as perplexed as she was.
“Have you had any unprotected sex with anyone before you agreed to conceive for him two days ago?” she asked her.
“Yes, but I can't say which of the clients could be responsible. Besides, it depends on how safe the condoms are.”
“You are right. So, what are your plans? Abortion?”
“Not an option. Mr. Cornelius wants a baby, and we have had several unprotected sexes.”
“So?”
“I feel he is the father of the baby and I will make him marry me.”
“Make him marry you?”
“Yes. He wants a child.”
“That is good. But do you love him? Marrying him means trading your freedom. Our clients won't sleep with you if they know that you are married?”
“Oh!”
“Yes. Will he give you all the pleasure that you need?”
“I love him, and he is good in bed. He is the best so far.”
“Oh! Is that why you refused to share him with me? That is selfish.”
“It is not what you think. He may not want that.”
“Why?”
“He appears reserved.”
“I think so. You can go ahead and entangle him with the pregnancy and let's see how it goes.”
“I got it,” she said with glee. 
Thereafter, they returned to work and continued preparing for the international event. 
Two Days Later – Mr. Cornelius' House
That morning, he was with his wife when Irene called him and kept him in suspense. 
He looked at his wife's face before he picked up the call.
“Hello, my love,” she greeted him with a cold tone. 
Mitchell paid attention to him and waited for his response.
“Hello dear, how are you?” He responded and observed his wife's face.
“I'm down again. Would you mind coming over?”
“Oh! But I just left.”
“I know. Is it wrong to miss the man I love?”
Now, Mr. Cornelius was in a precarious situation, and he gave his wife a searching look. Nevertheless, he had to be the man of the house and took charge.  
“Not at all, my dear. I will be with you very soon,” he informed her.
“That's my darling, I love you so much.”
“I love you, too,” he replied, and cut the call. 
He got up, and his wife grabbed him by the pants, and snapped, “And where do you think you are going, Cornell?”
“To carry on with the assignment you gave to me,” he replied without interest and took a step. 
Now, Mitchell was intimidated and felt unwanted. 
Apart from that, she sank on the couch and cried out in agony, “So you preferred her to me? I no longer matter to you, Cornell”
He smiled softly, stopped, and looked at her sulky face. He felt for her and walked back to her. He squatted down in front of her. 
Then, he clarified, “Mitchell, I can stop this madness if you don't want me to continue.”
She was disoriented, and it was her turn to beg, “No. Cornell. Don't get me wrong.”
“Then permit me to see her. She is down, and it is most probable that she is pregnant for me. I mean pregnant for us. Don't you need a baby anymore?”
Mr. Cornelius pretended not to know that Irene was pregnant because he wanted to be certain that she was willing to give him a child, before informing his wife. Nevertheless, on hearing about pregnancy and baby, the two things that she was unable to give to her husband, she was disillusioned, and a heavy drop of tears fell down her cheeks. 
She made him feel guilty, and he hated it. To avoid an outburst, he got up.  
“To hell with the baby,” he announced and walked into the bedroom. 
She got up swiftly, followed him, and pleaded, “It's not what you think, Cornell. You can't back away now.”
“What exactly do you want, Mitchell? You overburden me with guilt?"
“I apologize, Hubby. It is not easy for me to know that someone wants to come between us.”