Enchanted By His Charm



Although Irish was suspicious, she still reached out and shook with him.

After sitting down, she almost asked Joseph with her lips. Why did he bring an M.D.?

"Irish." Joseph took her hand and whispered, "There's another purpose for coming to Tokyo. Dr. Ry Strnd is a professional doctor in female reproduction."

At this point, Irish suddenly understood what he meant.

"No, I refuse." She was not happy at all.

Joseph did not expect her to answer so simply and froze for a moment, but soon, he patiently explained, "Now that the problem has happened, we have to face it together."

"It's my problem. I'll see a doctor myself." Irish felt very awkward, especially in front of Joseph.

She knew she needed to face it, and she knew there was nothing wrong with it, but it was terrible to have her in front of him in such a dignified manner and let a doctor tell him, 'I'm sorry, your wife's chances of getting pregnant are small, and it felt terrible.'

Joseph saw the twist on her face, and she clenched her hand. "Irish, I am your husband."

Irish drew back and said sensibly, "I'll see my own doctor when I get home. The coffee is cold. I'll get a hot one."

At the end of the conversation, she got up and left her chair.

Joseph looked at her back with a helpless face.

"Joseph, did your wife refuse?" From Irish's expression, he seemed to see some unhappy feelings.

Joseph was silent.

When Irish returned, she heard Ry Strnd say to Joseph, "Joseph, many rich businessmen around the world are in love with a sperm bank, that is, to store their own sperm gene pool to ensure the good genes of future generations. I think you can think about it."

Joseph was facing back on Irish, so he could not see Irish, and Dr. Ry Strnd patronized to give advice, until after saying this to find that Irish came back. He wanted to withdraw this sentence, but he couldn't. So, the atmosphere was awkward.

When Joseph looked back, Irish bit her lip, turned her head without saying a word, and left.

"Dr. Ry Strnd, I'm sorry, but we'll get back to you." After Joseph left this remark, he hurried out.

Irish went straight back to the hotel, did not rest, and did not say a word to pack the toiletries back into the suitcase. Joseph also entered the room and helped her pack up in silence.

When she closed her suitcase, she sat on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Joseph stood before her, and when he saw her, he could not help but pick her up.

She did not struggle and let him hold her and sit on the sofa.

"Listen, Irish, it's my fault that I didn't discuss this with you beforehand, but you have to believe in me, I don't mean anything else." Joseph also sat down beside her, holding her face in both hands and ordered her to look at him.

Irish looked down and whispered, "That doctor is right. A good gene of you should go with the best woman. You can save your sperm, and then you might find some princess or something, or the genetically good women around, like Rosy or someone else."

At the end of the speech, she was very sad. 

"Are you done?" Joseph asked in a low voice.

Irish bit her lip and did not speak.

"Look at me." He ordered.

She didn't raise her eyes. "Irish, look at me." His voice seemed to threaten her.

Irish looked at his blue eyes.

His facial expression was serious, but his voice was softer, "You are my wife. I only declare you as my woman, so do not say something about genes, let alone Rosy."

"But..." Irish felt embarrassed and regretful to talk about this officially. Joseph was such an excellent man, and if it was really known that she could not bear a baby, how could she be faced with him?

Joseph's voice became serious, "No, it is only a suggestion by Doctor Ry Strnd. You should not blame me."

Irish felt stressed and said softly, "I know I am a little unreasonable..." She didn't want to be like that.

Joseph couldn't help holding her and sighed, "Irish, I am your husband. I want to do something for you, and that's why I found Doctor Ry Strnd. I do this not to confirm whether you can bear a child or not, and I didn't mean to mock you. I just want to see whether there is a possibility."

Irish nodded lightly in his bosom, but she was really afraid that Joseph would leave her one day.

"Cooperate with me, okay?" Joseph lowered his head to look at her, "I vow that if you feel uncomfortable or disgusted, just stop it directly. I will not force you to do something. At least we need to be clear about the truth."

Irish felt afraid. After a great while, she said, "I... will see the doctor by myself."

"We've been married. We need to face something together." Joseph kissed her forehead and said softly, "You should remember that when we get married, you are not alone. We should be together. We are a couple."

Irish was moved.

After a while, she said, "Let me take it into consideration. Okay?"

"Okay," Joseph said lightly and kissed her lips lightly.

****

As they arrived in Osaka, Irish finally saw the killer whales and watched their show.

The killer whales now listened to human beings. They just let the performer ride on their back, which teased the audience.

The keeper told Irish that the killer whales were mild and cowardly. Sometimes when the stranger approached, they would just feel shy.

Irish complained to Joseph. She wanted to watch a killer whale that could kill a sea lion. She complained that they should have been to the Red Sea, which was split into two parts by Mose in the Book of Exodus. She wanted to witness how fierce the killer whales were in the Red Sea.

Joseph pulled her nose, "Watch the killer whale in the Red Sea? You may just feel frightened when you are close to the sea."

Irish murmured to his ear, "It's your fault."

Joseph knew that what she referred to happened on the island. He felt regretful about that, but he didn't express it clearly and just held her, "That night, you were so sexy."

Irish crashed on his bosom.

After the killer whale's show, she wanted to play with the killer whale. Joseph didn't agree with that at the very beginning because he thought that it was still dangerous. He tended to be careful, so he would not allow Irish to be so careless.

Irish just looked at him with pitiful expressions, shaking his arm, and said, "Joseph, please."

She touched Joseph, so he just went to negotiate with the curator, whom Joseph had a connection with. The curator was still shocked by his request. Initially, he hesitated, but later Joseph proposed that the keeper and the trainer should be present. Thinking that Irish would only touch the killer whale, the curator agreed.