For the man she loved, Ashley was more than willing to bear his children. No matter how much pain it brought, she had no fear. This kind of love, where both gave their all for each other, was the most beautiful thing in the world. With the experience of their first child, Arthur became even more skilled at caring for her, and Ashley herself was calmer this time around. At two months, her belly was still flat. One night, when Arthur stepped out of the bath, he found Ashley waiting for him in bed—wearing a daring crimson silk nightdress so sheer and minimal it made her already fuller curves even more alluring. Motherhood had graced her with a mature beauty, and pregnancy had only made her figure more voluptuous. Half-reclined on the bed, her gaze was smoky and inviting, as though it could pull him in. Arthur froze at the sight, heat rushing to his face and nose. “Honey, where… where did you get that?” he stammered. Ashley’s cheeks flushed deeper. One of the ladies on the island had bought it for her. She wanted to sink into the floor from embarrassment, but the moment was already set—there was no turning back. She took a breath and crooked a finger at him. “Honey… come here.” Her voice was so soft and sultry it seemed to melt his bones. Arthur’s control snapped; in an instant, he was over her—though careful to brace himself so as not to press on her belly. The doctor had warned them to be cautious in the first trimester, and Arthur took it to heart. Ashley, unbothered, slid her hands over his chest, eyes glinting with mischief. He kissed her hard. “Little temptress, why so forward tonight?” Blushing, she suddenly rolled him over, straddling him—a move that left Arthur wide-eyed. Clearly, the ladies had been teaching her things. And he had to admit… he was enjoying every surprise. Following their advice, Ashley licked her lips and leaned down to kiss him. That was all it took for Arthur to lose the last of his restraint. With a quick flip, he was on top again, murmuring against her lips, “Little temptress… you asked for this.” By morning, Ashley’s back ached, and she silently swore never to tempt him like that again—he was not easy to cool down once roused. Arthur, meanwhile, slept like a man completely satisfied. Seven months later, their second child was born on Heaven Island. Arthur had arranged for the best obstetrician and top-tier medical equipment to be stationed there, ensuring Ashley’s safety and also improving healthcare for the island’s residents.When the nurses carried out the tiny, fair-skinned baby girl, she instantly captured everyone’s hearts. Arthur’s smile split wide as he held her—this time without the nervousness of a first-time father. Moments later, Ashley was wheeled out, pale and exhausted. Arthur bent over her. “Honey, you’ve worked so hard.” She smiled faintly. “Now we have both a son and a daughter.” One arm cradled the newborn, the other stroked Ashley’s hair. He’d told himself to be ready for this moment, but seeing her so weak still made his heart ache.