CEO’s Romantic Affair

According to Grace, she was pregnant, and they went to meet his parents, and both sides were satisfied with each other. They urged them to find time to go to the registration office.

She called her right after getting the certificate and was ready to discuss the wedding with her BFF. Cathryn congratulated from her heart before the bride-to-be exhaled, “Now that you are with Keith, you can’t bring cheap presents!”

Cathryn laughed and merrily agreed.

“I’ll give you a painting!”

A scream came over the phone.

After they had enough exciting chit-chats, Grace informed her that they had decided to wed a week later. As soon as the wedding was over, they should fly instantly abroad for a honeymoon. The travel agency was readily contacted, and the deposit had been paid.

Quick and sound, this was indeed Grace’s doing.

“So when will be yours and Keith’s wedding?” She inquired suddenly.

“I don’t know…” Cathryn looked down at her belly, “I look huge now, I can’t fit in a wedding gown. His parents said that they were coming to see me here, I am a little nervous.”

“What are you nervous about?” Grace retorted quickly. “Keith is so cultivated, how bad can his parents be?”

Listening to this, Cathryn felt a little relaxed. After hanging up, she got up and went straight to the study.

In the study room, Keith just turned on the camera to prepare for the video conference. When the door knocked, he answered “Yes.” and quickly got up from his seat to help her walk when he saw her.

“You are having a meeting?”

On the computer screen, she could see the senior directors sitting in black suits and serious faces, waiting for their CEO to preside. Watching their big boss tending so cautiously to his girlfriend, they seemed like they were looking at a financial report.

Since Keith made a notice to everyone in his company Cathryn’s name, the staff was more or less awed by this future missus of the group. The fact that Keith Clarkson had publicly disclosed his relationship status had been a shock to the Stark Industries. It was also known that the mysterious lady was not a mistress but a wife.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s okay.” Keith whispered something to the mic with Jeremy’s name and turned off the camera, “Jeremy will take my place.”

The story of Marie Antoinette suddenly emerged in Cathryn’s mind.

He held Cathryn’s arm out of the study and informed Eva that they were ready to have breakfast.

At breakfast, Cathryn told him that Grace had gotten married and asked which painting she would like as a wedding gift.

“You can send her anything,” He replied.

With Keith’s consent, Cathryn started to go through her mind with his collection of paintings.

“Cathryn,” Keith called her back from the ponderation.

She looked up with the straw still on her lips, staring at him with round, dark eyes while sucking the juice.

“KAREN is getting married.” He emphasized her friend’s name.

Unclear what he was suddenly feeling, Cathryn replied with a “Yes?”

Amused by her response, Keith seemed to smile helplessly, stroked her silky hair, and asked, “Would you like to eat more?”

“Yes!”

After breakfast, they often walked hand in hand on the island. Sometimes, they went to the golf course to play some games, sometimes, they went to the stables to check on Princess Celestia. Whatever they did, the sky was always a superb blue, and the air was exceptionally fresh when they were with each other. Cathryn had this brand new feeling of happiness.

Finally, they returned to the study and lay on the sofa.

Cathryn’s abdomen, even when she was lying down, was keeping her from seeing her feet. Her head rested on Keith’s chest while reading a prenatal book on her belly, falling asleep. Keith would read quietly, too, a technology-related book connected with his arm circling Cathryn’s shoulder.

Next to the sofa was a landing window facing the sea and the shining sun, they could hear the waves rolling in blue and white.

Between them was nothing but peace and entangled smooth breaths. The air was clean and soft, like emerging sprouts that were full of vitality.

After watching it for a long while, her head fell down suddenly and was taken by Keith. She yawned lazily and rolled her head against his chin, and looked at the book he was holding.

This book was more obscure to her than the maternal books, and Cathryn was nodding simultaneously. Seeing that she was falling asleep, Keith bowed his head to kiss her hair, and a light fragrance rose into his nose. He murmured, “Are you tired? Do you want to go to sleep?”

Cathryn forced her eyes open and shook her head decisively. “I can’t, I haven’t had lunch yet.”

A soft laugh came from over her head.

She stared at the book for another moment and broke the silence, “If I keep reading this book with you now. Would our kid grow up into a programmer too?”

He nodded, “It’s possible.”

“Oh.” Cathryn sighed with sorrow. “Then he might end up bald.”

Amused again, Keith replied, “Then I’ll recommend to him, my hair transplant.”

They joked and laughed until John called for them to dine. Cathryn, folded into a ninety-degree by Keith like a quilt, got up from the couch and walked out with his hand.

Having been woken up early in the morning by Grace on the phone, Cathryn got particularly sleepy in the afternoon. She had some food before taking an afternoon stroll for a few minutes. She was so sleepy that Keith couldn’t keep her eyes open. She let herself be held onto the bed.

She heard Keith talking to John at the door, something about the restaurant and the sea bottom, when she couldn’t tell the truth or the dream anymore and fell into a deep slumber.

Cathryn slept all the way until four in the afternoon. When she opened her eyes, the room was dark. She uttered Keith’s name, and no one answered. She struggled to get off the bed and went down to the living room.