After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane novel Chapter 132

He pressed me tight against him. "You asked where do I think we'll go from here?"

I nodded. 

He rolled me beneath him, supporting my weight on my waist with his arm, and now I was leaning with my back. "I told you, right? Whatever it is, if we do something, we do it together…." He claimed mouth, and we ignored everything else around us, whispering that I was finally his forever. 

EPILOGUE

Audrey

A few years later…

Our four-year-old son, Liam, looks exactly like his father. He follows Gabriel everywhere when he's at home, refuses to let anyone bath him, and if he wakes up late, he'll always slip into our bed and make sure his father won't leave while he's sleeping in the morning.

He inherited my hair, but everything is Gabriel. His smile and his personality. He also loves eating ice cream.

"Don't you ever think of taking that in your bedroom, Liam?" I catch him holding a pint of ice cream. "You already had one this morning."

He pauses and looks at me for a moment and pouts. "Daddy!" he cries and runs toward his father in the living room.

Gabriel walks into the kitchen later with Liam in his arms. He opens the fridge and grabs the ice cream, handing it to him.

"Yey!" he squeals as his daddy puts him down, and if he's trying to ease her disloyalty, she will offer the cup to me. "I want to share with you, Mommy," he says, twinkling his eyes. 

I resist pinching his nose. "Thank you, darling. I will share it with you later, but don't eat that in the bedroom."

"Okay!" she grins and rushes out of the kitchen.

"Gabe…" I rest my hand on my waist. "We need to talk."

He laughs. "What?"

"You should know when to stop spoiling him."

He leans over the fridge. "You always tell me he is like me, but he's a lot like you, and I spoil you anyway."

My cheeks flush, and I narrow my eyes at him. "Gabriel!"

"Oh, come on. It's Sunday. It's the only time I can be with him full-time." He grabs my hand and pulls me against him, and kisses me until I'm breathless. "He came to me almost crying. I can't let him cry."

I suck in a few breaths while he rubs my back. "Kids cry because kids cry, Gabriel."

"It's just ice cream. Come on. Don't get mad. He's very kind, like you, who doesn't ask much for anything else."

Well, that is true. Outside of his toy car collection—which his father always gives him, he doesn't play with them whenever Gabriel is around.

He's picking interests in coloring and drawing. He has an artistic side like his daddy, but I'm also trying to engage him in learning how to read. He's a brilliant boy. He can also count up to one hundred.

A few minutes later, Liam gives me his leftovers and raises his arms to Gabriel. "Tuck me into bed, Daddy!"

"No, you'll brush your teeth first. Come on," I say.

"Okay, Mommy!" 

We followed him into his baby blue bedroom, and Gabriel would look after him while he brushed his teeth in front of the mirror. Then, he hops into his bed and picks up a book. "Read this to me, Mommy!"

I incline my head to the side, and my hands automatically fly about in his hair. Gabriel unclasping my bra, but then a creaking sound breaks our moment.

It's the little footsteps coming inside the bedroom.

Sighing, Gabriel kisses my mouth again and rolls off on top of me. "Later, darling," he whispers to my ear, then sits up. "Liam?" he calls.

"Mommy, Daddy? There's a monster in my room. I'm scared." He walks closely into our bed and hops onto Gabriel's side. 

"Honey, there's no monster in your room," I suggest.

"Or it's just a nightmare," Gabriel says.

"Can I sleep here tonight?"

"Of course." Gabe puts him between us and tucks him once again. Liam's little hand reaches mine and his daddy and slowly closes his eyes.

"How much longer do you think he'll do this?" he whispers at me a few minutes later, staring at the ceiling. 

"Does it bother you?"

"No, of course not."

I sit up and lean over his ear, trying not to move Liam. "He'll keep doing this until you learn to say no. I'll be waiting in the bathroom." I see Gabriel's smile in the dark shade of the room, and I carefully step out of bed.

END

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