Disclaimer:Twilight does NOT belong to me. This story is inspired from the show "Sunny Happiness". I don't own that one either.

Thanks to my Beta, Ninkita 3

Previously:

Then the day came when I officially moved into the Cullen Mansion. Since our families weren't there during our original wedding, Esme, Carlisle and my dad decided to have a small ceremony at the Forks church before I went with them. The ceremony was short and sweet. Edward said his vows looking in my eyes as if to reassure me that it was real. But there was a tiny voice that asked if it was really a real thing or the calm before a storm?

But that day I put my fears on the back burner and enjoyed my wedding.

Chapter -8

As I sat on Edward's bed… our bed and waited for him, I could literally feel my heart in my mouth. I didn't know if he would want to do the married-couple stuff… AKA sex, so I was super nervous. I was shaking from nerves. I pulled the cover to my chest, even though I was fully dressed, and kept looking at the door, like a deer would look at a lion's eyes. He entered the room and without a word, he went to change. When he came back, his movements were hesitant too.

Slowly he stepped towards the bed. Just as he touched the cover, I yelled, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He looked as shocked as I was by my sudden outburst.

"I was just getting the pillow. Calm down. You're really freaking out, Bella," he explained softly as if he didn't want to spook me anymore.

"I'm not going to have sex with you." I shook my head fast.

"Who asked you to have sex with me? Little pervert, what's going on in that head of yours?" he smirked as he went to the couch and put the pillow down. "And not that it would matter, anyway. You're already pregnant with my child." He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. I poked my tongue at him, making him laugh louder. "By the way, the rules are still the same. Outside this bedroom, we're the perfect loving couple. I may kiss you sometimes. Inside this room, we're just roommates. We won't interfere in each other's business. We'll respect each other's lifestyles."

"I get it. But why do you have to kiss me?" I frowned.

"To make it look more believable… and sometimes you're just too cute not to be kissed." He grinned. "And the most important thing; we'll take the best care of the baby in your womb. We're a team, okay?"

I nodded at him and smiled. "Absolutely. Good night, Edward."

"Goodnight, wifey." He winked before flopping down on the couch.

I lay back on the bed too, when a knock made us both jump up from our places. We glanced at each other in panic. "Who is it?" Edward called.

"Daddy, it's me, Anthony. Can I come in?"

"Wait," Edward answered looking as panicked as I felt.

I gestured at Edward to throw the pillow on the bed. Edward did as told and slowly went to open the door while I placed his pillow to look like he had been sleeping beside me. Anthony ran inside as soon as Edward opened the door and jumped up on the bed.

"Hey there, kiddo. Couldn't sleep?" I asked patting his head. Edward sat on the other side of Anthony, smiling.

"No. Read me a story. Look, I even brought the book," he replied, showing me the story book.

"You'll go back to your room after this story, okay?" Edward raised his eyebrow.

"I know. I promise. I heard grandma and grandpa saying that tonight is your nuptial night… I don't know what the word 'nuptial' means but it sounds important. I shouldn't have disturbed you. But I can't sleep without hearing a story," Anthony pouted. At his words our eyes got bigger and before he could question what people do on their 'nuptial' night, we distracted him with the story.

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Next morning when Edward found me in the kitchen, making breakfast for everyone, he had a small smile on his face. "Why are you here so early in the morning? You do realize you don't need to do all this now, don't you?" he asked.

"I'm making them a 'Thank you' breakfast for accepting me so open-heartedly." I explained.

"Can I have a taste?" he asked looking at the bacon. I could literally see him drooling. Before I could even nod, he snatched a piece and shoved it in his mouth while grinning at his triumph. I chuckled at his antics.

"You're so good at cooking that I think you should've been a professional chef," he complimented me with a grin. I couldn't stop blushing at his comment. Anthony ran into the kitchen and informed us that he had woken everyone and they would be down at the dining room in 20 minutes.

When he saw the bacon, he snatched a piece and grinned just like his father had done minutes ago. "You're so good at cooking that I think you should've been a professional chef," he complimented nodding his head.

"Like father, like son," I stated, smiling.

The days that followed were peaceful and filled with happiness. Every member of the family loved me a lot. Edward and Anthony were super protective and caring about me. Anthony was always hanging out with me when his dad was in office. When he returned from school, the first thing he would do was run to me and gave me huge hug. I thought I had finally found happiness. My heart had no place for sorrow in it.

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A month passed quickly. I was waiting for Edward one evening. Usually he was never late, but he wasn't back yet that day. When the bell rung and I answered the door I found a drunk Jasper in Edward's place. "Hey, Jasper. How much did you drink? Would you like some coffee?" I asked smiling at him.

"Were you waiting for Edward?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know he's been replaced from his position as chairman?" he asked with a sneer.

"Really?"

"Hmm… and then, he left the office. Now, it seems he didn't come home. Makes me wonder, where did he go? Or, should I ask, to whom?" he said, smirking.

"He's not a child, Jasper. He'll be back when he wants to," I replied, feeling a little defensive.

"What kind of phony marriage is this? You, his wife don't care that he might be with someone… you even ignored it when he went to meet Tanya by lying to you that day." He sounded amazed. "Do you even really love him?" he asked placing his hand on my waist.

I jerked away from his touch and frowned at him. "I trust him. That's why I don't question him. And do you know you're an awful drunk?" I asked. "What kind of nonsense are you spouting?"

"Not nonsense. He must be depressed that the board of directors selected me as their new Chairman. I finally won." Jasper grinned.

"You're wrong. From what I know of Edward, he always wanted to see you succeed. I didn't really believe him when he told me that you consider him your competition. He's your big brother, Jasper. He loves you a lot," I explained in a calm tone.

"I'm bored of your lecture. I'm going to sleep. You wait for your husband. Good night," he mocked and left, making me sigh.

I shook my head when my phone rang. "Hello?"

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I reached the local park fifteen minutes later and found my husband sitting on a bench with a slight smile on his face. I crept towards him silently and when I was a foot from him, I yelled "BOO…" He literally jumped and fell down, as I started laughing at him.

He shook his head laughing and said, "I thought you fell asleep and forgot to come."

"I was waiting for you. It's 12.30 am. Why didn't you come home instead of sitting here alone?" I asked as I sat beside him. He smiled at me and shrugged. Curiously, I leaned closer to him. I could smell alcohol.

"You're drunk too? Please tell me you aren't depressed at losing the chairman's position, like Jasper said."

"He actually said that?" He chuckled when I nodded. "I was waiting for this day actually," he stated. "When I can hand over the responsibilities to his hands. I'm really happy for him. Now, I can peacefully retire from the company," he added.

"If you're happy for him, then why did you drink?" I asked, confused.

"It's true I drank a little. But today I went to meet all our clients, board members and other important people. I explained to them that they can trust Jasper with their business. I want everything to go smoothly for him. I was really tired after the long day, so I thought a little drink would be a good idea." He smiled.

"You're a really good brother, father and son." I smiled at him.

"And now I want to be a good husband… to you. I can't make the same old mistakes again. From now on, I will not do anything to hurt you. I will, to my utmost ability, take care of you and our future baby. I promise you that." He took my hand in his and smiled. But it vanished a few moments later. "Pregnant ladies shouldn't stay up late, right?" he asked.

"Um..." I started to reply but he interrupted.

"Let's go. We'll go home, holding hands," he announced.

"Why do we need to hold hands?" I asked, smirking up at him.

His face turned red at that. "So that you don't get lost," he mumbled. I chuckled at his cuteness and said 'okay'. He grinned happily at my answer and taking my hand he started leading me home.

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A few days later, I was taking Anthony's dinner to his room when I heard Edward and him talking to each other. Anthony seemed upset and Edward was trying to convince him of something. Edward saw me when he was coming out of the room. He told me, "Tanya's going back to California for some work. Anthony's upset about it."

Edward was worried about Anthony from that day, and so was I and everyone in the family. Anthony had stopped eating. He would lie down on his bed and stare at nothing. The house was void of his usual laughter and mischief. So, in the end Edward decided to talk to Tanya about it. But since he couldn't get her on the phone, he decided to go to California.

I went with him to the airport to see him off. The flight was late. We were sitting in the Starbucks and drinking coffee. "The next few days I won't be home. But that doesn't mean you stop taking care of yourself. Please don't get too involved in taking care of everyone so much that you forget to take care of you and our baby, okay?" he stated.

"Yes boss." I smiled up at him.

"Don't eat too much junk food," he added.

"But I crave that," I pouted. "And it's not like I'm craving those things. It's our baby," I smiled.

Edward smiled. "Okay. But only within limits. Don't eat too much of that stuff," he said, wrinkling his nose.

"I'll do that. But you be careful there too," I ordered, wiggling my finger at him.

He smiled and looked at his wristwatch. "It's time to board the plane. Gotta go." He stood up from his seat. "Oh and… don't miss me too much," he teased.

"Aren't you getting late? Go. Bye." I pushed him out of Starbucks and waved at him.

"Bye." He placed a tender kiss on my forehead and walked away. I watched him go with a smile on my face. I didn't know at the time that Edward's trip would change our lives all over again.

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