My Identities Were Revealed After Marriage

Chapter 59

As Sandra and Levy continued their kiss, Sandra's initial shock faded away, and she found herself enjoying the moment. Though it was her

first kiss, she followed Levy's lead, trying her best to reciprocate. In the midst of their passionate embrace, she couldn't help but wonder how

experienced Levy was in kissing, how many women he had been with before her.

Eventually, their need for air forced them to break the kiss. They looked into each other's eyes and burst into laughter, realizing the

impulsiveness of their actions. They embraced each other tightly, basking in the joy of the moment. Looking up, they noticed the lingering

sparklers in the air, spelling out "Happy Birthday Sandra Levy Anthony, I love you." Sandra was overwhelmed with happiness, realizing that

her husband had gone to great lengths to make her birthday truly special. She had thought the celebration was over after leaving Lover's

restaurant, but little did she know that Levy had more surprises in store.

Levy gently took her hand and led her into their house. The interior was adorned with birthday decorations, all in her favorite color, red. In the

center of the sitting room, a chair was beautifully decorated, symbolizing that it was meant for only the two of them. Levy guided her to the

table and said, "Happy birthday, my love. I had wanted to celebrate your day just the two of us, but your family insisted on joining. I hope it's

not too late to enjoy this intimate celebration."

Sandra took in the romantic setting before her and playfully asked, "Is this a birthday celebration or a romantic dinner date?" Levy chuckled at

her question and replied, "It's a romantic birthday celebration for my wife, of course it has to be different from any other birthday celebration.

Now, let's fully celebrate your twentieth birthday."

They started with their appetizers and proceeded to enjoy a delicious three-course meal. Amidst their delightful conversation, Sandra couldn't

help but inquire when Levy had managed to prepare everything. Despite spending the entire day, and even the whole week together, she hadn't

noticed him making these arrangements. Levy smiled warmly and said, "I've been preparing for this since the day I found out it was your

birthday. I wanted to make it unforgettable for you."

After dinner, Sandra and Levy continued chatting and enjoying each other's company. They shared some wine to celebrate the progress in

their relationship. Later, they took a relaxing bath and prepared to go to bed.

Sandra felt a mix of nervousness and excitement as she realized that tonight would be the first time she would share a bed with someone she

loved. It held great significance for her, and she couldn't help but feel a lack of self-control, unsure if she would be able to restrain herself until

morning.

As they settled into bed, Levy pulled Sandra into his embrace. At first, she was taken aback but soon relaxed, finding comfort and pleasure in

his arms. However, Levy instantly regretted his action as his body responded with desire. He didn't want to pressure Sandra into anything she Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

wasn't comfortable with, so he tried his best to maintain self-control. Determined not to jeopardize their relationship, he made a mental note to

keep some distance between them, as he couldn't trust his self-control in such intimate moments.

Feeling Levy's physical response, Sandra felt a mix of embarrassment and uncertainty. As a doctor, she knew what Levy needed in this

situation, but she hesitated to take the next step. Instead, she pretended to be asleep, allowing Levy to do as he pleased if he could maintain

control.

Meanwhile, back at the Smith family's house, Stacey arrived in a fit of rage, throwing objects around in a tantrum. The noise caught the

attention of the family members, who rushed downstairs to see what was happening. Upon realizing that it was Stacey causing the

disturbance, their anger reached a boiling point. Even old man Smith, who had never laid a hand on anyone in the family before, lost control

and slapped Stacey. The severity of his actions highlighted just how angry he was, as even Sandra, who was often less favored and liked

within the family, had never experienced such treatment. This incident demonstrated the depth of their frustration.

Stellah, witnessing the chaos, felt a sense of satisfaction. She didn't need to do anything to provoke Stacey's outburst; Stacey's own behavior

and foolishness would be enough to cause conflict within the Smith family. She knew that Stacey's actions and mindset would never allow her

to live peacefully.

The slap brought Stacey back to her senses. She cried and laughed simultaneously as she spoke to her family, warning them that if they heard

the news she had to share, they too would react with anger or possibly even worse. Seeing the intense hatred in her eyes as she spoke, the rest

of the family took a few steps back. It was the first time they had witnessed Stacey in such a furious state, and they became curious to learn

what news could have caused her to lose control in such a manner.

Her mother asked her, "Honey, what happened to make you so angry?" Stacey's eyes burned with rage as she responded, "Do you all know

that that wretched Sandra is the owner of Lover's restaurant? She humiliated me and my friend in front of everyone, and she caused my

friend's uncle to lose his job." The room fell into a stunned silence as Stacey's words sank in. They couldn't believe what they were hearing.

They had known Sandra for two years, living with her under the same roof, and not once had she shown any signs of owning something as

grand as Lover's restaurant. It didn't make sense to them. They had seen the struggles Sandra's parents had endured, so why would she allow

them to suffer if she had such a prosperous business?

Confused and skeptical, they asked Stacey to confirm if what she said was true. They needed more than just her words. "Are you absolutely

sure about this? Did you witness it with your own eyes?" they inquired. Stacey felt a surge of anger at their lack of trust in her. She responded

with arrogance, her voice laced with frustration,