Chapter 439: The Matter of Pregnancy

She was like a marionette whose strings were held in Samuel Johnson's hands, and even bearing children, a decision that should have been hers alone, was now completely out of her control. Whenever Samuel Johnson pulled the strings, she could only move according to his will. Her own volition had nothing to do with it.

"Let's eat,"

Samuel said beside her.

She nodded slightly and watched as Samuel led her to the dining table. Ever since Amanda Smith had returned, all the dishes at home were to Amanda's liking, tailored entirely to her preferences. Samuel only wished she would eat more to gain some weight.

He wanted to make up for the fifteen years of his own caprice that he had bestowed upon her in one fell swoop.

What baffled him, though, was Amanda's consistent passivity. It had been almost half a month since she returned, but their progress seemed to be marking time, never advancing. Even if he pushed her along, they would end up back where they started within a few days.