Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Fourteen months later

It was Christmas Eve. It was already fourteen months after they moved in their hin Maine. Fourteen months

she worked from has the PR specialist of Ross Corporation. And fourteen months since Kylan stayed by her

side, only flying to New York when he was needed the most.

Right now, he would never admit it, not to anyone, not ever. But Rylan liked | taking the night shift. He never

minded getting up at ungodly hours. pulling on his robe and his slippers to make the trek across the hall.

She was therefore not surprised when she woke to an empty bed, her phone reading that it was just after two

o'clock in the morning. It was freezing, and she didn't want to leave the warmth of her covers, but she could hear

a low, familiar voice nearby and she would never miss seeing Kylan in these quiet moments when she happened

upon them.

She pulled the duvet away from her body, shivering just before she found and dragged on her robe and slippers,

just like Kylan's

She tiptoed out into the hallway, their house soft and still around her, save the humming coming from the room

across the way. The door was cracked open slightly, orange light filtering out into the otherwise darkness.

She peered her head inside the room, noticing that Kylan had stoked a fire back to life in its hearth. But her eyes

were quickly drawn to the man himself, sitting in a large rocking chair, glasses perched on the bridge of his nose,

his parted hair falling in curtains around the top of his face, more grey pecking through lately. It suited him, and

she made sure to tell him any the talked about coloring it

He didn't need it, she would say. It was him, she would say. She loved seeing him get older, loved being

g beside h

ham as he

He wore a pair of royal blue pajamas, his black robe, and his black slippers. She loved all of it, all of him, but

what she loved most was what he cradled carefully in his arms.

Wrapped in a fluffy, white blanket, bundled to perfection and adored just as much, was their four week old

daughter.

She could barely make out her unruly head of jet black hair that poked out from the top of her cocoon where

Kylan was softly stroking her cheek. He was still humming, unaware that she was watching him.

Getting pregnant after moving to Maine was unintentional, and it hadn't been easy. Kylon struggled with the very

concept of being a father, only because he wanted to be the best. He wanted to do it right. To live up to the

impossible expectations he set for himself in his mind.

She encouraged him, listened to his fears, and shared sof her worries, too. She didn't have a proper

example of who a mother should be, but she leaned on the fact that Kylan did. That he had a mother who had

loved him, who had protected him, who had raised him to be the man with the big impossible heart that she

cherished.

And she had a father, a wonderful father, who Kylan could turn to, and who he clearly idolized.

Together, they navigated the uncharted waters of her pregnancy, and now she was here. She was a living,

breathing, piece of her love manifested in the flesh. And she was the missing piece of her life's puzzle.

She realized Kylan was singing to their daughter, not humming to him. She strained to listen better, praying the

floorboards beneath her feet wouldn't squeak and give her away.

In the morning, when | rise

| looked upon the morning sun

And when | see the radiant light

There | knew you're by my side. Sweet and cherished, linke child Sweet and cherished. my beloved When you

grow up, don't forget You are loved in every aspect Don't be afraid, my little one

In times of trouble, 1 am here

In times of pain, | and near

Look at the brighter side ‘cause | am there"

The lullaby. The sone her mother, and her father, sang to her as a child any tshe was afraid. It was also

the lullaby she sang to kylan in a hotel room, in the middle of the night, when he refused to wake from a

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Now he sang it to their daughter. Now he used to it to soothe their baby to sleep.

Kylan had nothing to worry about, she had known it all along. The moment she found out she was pregnant with

Clarence Aloisa, with her girl, she knew he would be a wonderful father.

And he was. He was every day.

Seeing Kylan shift into the role of

father, seeing him gain the

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In retrospection, she would never dream of being Kylan's wife. He was complicated, a man full of mystery and

brokenness. He was unreachable, or so she thought.

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She fell in love with him to the point that there was no turning back. She was hurt, multiple times. By his

hesitations. His guilt. His trauma,

But through those, he loved her. His love fought through all those pain and guilt. And here they were, blessed

with a wonderful daughter.

She stayed to watch Kylan carefully

sing to and cradle Clarence for Bfew

more minutes, $PoHfAlling-in gentle

wisps te, the warm glow of the

fire making their hcomfortable

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and safe. She didn't need to intern

interrupt the moment. It wasn't hers to be a part of, anyway. It was Kylan's. It was all his, and he was hers.

Never perfect, always learning, forever hers.