Sarah's POV:
I woke up first but couldn't go down the bed as Jacob's arms were wrapped around me as he slept peacefully.
I was tired and sour, and I was also hungry. I slowly took his arms off me and hurried to the bathroom. After having a refreshing bath, I put on the bathrobe, picked up my phone, and went downstairs.
"I can't believe we slept till noon; now I understand why I am so hungry."
"He must be starving as well."
There was a mini kitchen joint with the sitting room; it was made in such a way that your husband could be watching the game and watching you at the same time cook.
The refrigerator contained a lot of meals that just needed to be heated. "Wow, this really is a honeymoon suite."
Then my phone suddenly rang; it was Elma. I placed it on the speaker and kept the phone aside while trying to make breakfast.
"I am listening, Elma."
"Your voice is so radiant while I get to suffer," she said angrily, and I chuckled.
Mr. Billionaire: You Are The Father Of My Triplets.