Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 688

“I’ve closed the gallery for now,” she said, her voice soft but certain. “Wilson’s not going anywhere, so I’m gonna let him stew for a few more days. As for the wedding… Conrad, I just can’t bear to be away from the babies right now. Can we talk about it later?”

Conrad’s face changed. His eyes darkened as he cut her off. “No. Absolutely not,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “We’re having a wedding, Wiona. It’s happening. By this fall at the latest. The world needs to know about us, and about our sons. People should know they exist. Are you saying the three of us aren’t worthy enough?”

With his impossibly handsome face looking a little bit wounded, Wiona felt her resolve melt. He hadn’t been this insistent in a long time, and she knew she was losing this battle. She let out a helpless sigh.

“Conrad, don’t be silly. You know you and the boys mean everything to me. You’re the most important people in my life. How could I ever be ashamed of you?”

She looked away, her voice dropping. “It’s just that… I really don’t have the energy to think about a wedding right now.”

“Then don’t think about it,” Conrad said, voice gentle but firm. “Let me handle everything. Honestly… I’ve been planning for a while now. All you have to do is show up and be my bride. You can’t skip the wedding photos, though. And the dress—I had it made just for you. The designer says it’s missing something, though. He wants to meet you in person to finish it. Let’s go see him in three days, okay?”

Wiona stared at him in shock. She’d had no idea he’d been planning all of this behind her back. Ever since the babies came, all her energy had gone into recovering, then the art show, and then chasing down leads about Wilson. The wedding had been the last thing on her mind. She hadn’t heard a single whisper about it. She was completely caught off guard.

“Conrad, I… I don’t know…”

She faltered. She didn’t want to leave Hawthorne Hall, not even for a minute. She wanted to be with the boys every second of the day. But she also didn’t want to let Conrad down. She was stuck, pulled in two directions.

Conrad reached out, smoothing the worry from her brow. “Babe, I know you’ve been worried sick about Kane and Derek. But this is almost over. We both need to move past it. You still need to see the world, do your own thing. Don’t shut yourself away and let it turn into something worse.”

He took her hand. “You can pick the new nanny. If you like her, we’ll hire her. If you don’t, we won’t. But we need help, Wiona. Don’t punish yourself because of what someone else did.”

Then he gently lifted her chin, kissing her with a tenderness that made her heart flutter. She could feel his patience, his care. He wanted her to feel safe, to move forward again. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, letting herself be held.

When the kiss ended, she whispered, “Okay. I’ll do whatever you say.”

She knew she’d been spiraling, stuck in her own worries. The kids needed care, but she didn’t need to keep punishing herself. Conrad looked so relieved he almost smiled.

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