My Arranged Life Partner ✔

Epilogue 1

Hey guys~~

I decided to dedicate the epilogues to all my readers who've been with me through this journey.

Enjoy!
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Five years later~

"What are you making?" Mark asked nuzzling his face in his wife's neck, with his palms resting on the counter beside her waist.

"Brownies. Snack for our babies" Rose replied smiling, filling the tray with the delicious brownie mixture.

"What about my snack?" He mumbled peppering kisses along her neck and shoulder. Rosé shivered.

"W-Well, you could have these too" she stuttered.

"But I don't want brownies. I want something, much more sweeter than brownies." He whispered into her ear, as his hands caressed her wide hips, which she was blessed with, after giving birth to their two little munchkins. Rosé smiled shyly.

"Like what?" She whispered back, continuing with her work. Her cheeks becoming red at his affection.

Mark put the spoon away from her hand and turned her around in his arms, pulling her closer. He pulled her flush against his chest, leaving no space between them, their noses grazing each other.

"Like your lips," he said caressing her bottom lip with his thumb and pecking them softly. "Or, your gorgeous, temping, sexy self, for me to love again and again" he continued, his hands trailing down to her butt and squeezing them softly. She gasped. He smirked.

She gave him a quick kiss and pulled away.

"We'll see about that. Now go and bring our kids home from school" she said pushing him gently at his chest. He smiled at her, his eyes never leaving hers. Rosé's breath hitched at the intense look he was giving her.

"What?"  She whispered. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

"I love you" he whispered into her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down her spine, and her cheeks turning bright red. He smirked at her reaction and left, feeling satisfied. Rosé stood there smiling at the door like an idiot, butterflies causing havoc in her stomach. She sighed happily and got back to making brownies.

This was how their life was now. They would leave the house in the morning with their kids, and drop them at school on their way to office. Come back home early, prepare snacks for them and spend time with them.

Rosé gave birth to twins, a girl and a boy, who were now five years old, and the light of their lives. Rosé and Mark were more in love with each other, their love and respect for each other increasing day by day. Mark  became more and more romantic as days passed by. Even though they had their fights here and there, at the end of the day, they ended up in each other's arms, content and happier than ever.

Time skip~

Rosé placed two plates with brownies  on the table along with two glasses of milk for her kids. Just then she heard the front opening and closing. She smiled but it soon turned into a frown when she didn't hear any voices of theirs. Normally they would come running to their mother, with squeals and shouts.

Rosé went to the front door to see Mark closing the door. She looked towards her kids and found Ryan stomping angrily to the couch in the living room while Raya followed him with a pout on her face. Mark stood beside Rosé his hand resting on the small of her back.

"Looks like they fought again" Mark whispered into her ears. Rosé sighed.

Rosé walked to them and sat beside Ryan on the couch. She then lifted him onto her laps. Mark carried Raya and sat beside Rosé, with his daughter on his lap. Raya sat with her head bent down. While, Ryan sat looking away from her.