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Killian

I quickly let out a cough and retreated my hands as she also puts the containers back and closed the bag.

I lean back on the couch, letting out a relieved sigh closing my eyes.

"Tired?" She asks as I open my eyes and turn my head to her. I shake my head.

"No, I was having headache from the morning but after eating my favourite dessert the headache is gone and I feel better" I tell her as she nods her head understanding with a small smile yet her eyes show something...is it worry?

She let's out a hesitant sigh and looks here and there before setting her eyes on me. "I know you don't have to listen to my words, but uhm don't skip your meals, Mom is very much worried about you. And she is not even talking with dad after that dinner." She says.

Wait she is thinking that I don’t care about what she says, that night after dinner when she told me not skip my meals for work. I was so happy but the situation is the problem.

I shake my and turn towards her, "No No, it’s not about listening to you. Whatever you say, it’s important to me." Her eyes widened with shock at my words.

"It's just so hectic these days and I have lost my appetite as I did not have proper sleep or time to get hungry"

"This project is very important to me, to our company. I want to give my everything to make it a successful. I want to prove it to my father..just when I think that everything is going smoothly some new issues arises so I have been stressed out... it is not because I don't want to listen to you" I tell her honestly I don't want her to misunderstand me. Already everything has been messed up in our relationship and I don't want to add on to this.

"You're doing great, do not stress yourself. Everyone know how hard You're working for this project. You are going to win this, you are not running whatever problems may arise you are here fighting and facing it head on. You should be proud of yourself whatever the results may and even everyone in our family knows how much efforts and time you have put into this so do not worry." She says my heart heart flutter.

My heart is warm and this beautiful girl right here, my wife, her each and every word enters my heart and mind. Leaving me stunned at the the same time boosting my confidence make me more motivated.

I nod my head at her "Thank you, I needed that" I tell her honestly.

I heard a knock on the door "come in" I say as John enters.

"Sir, you have a meeting with the planning team in 30 minutes" he says.

"Thanks for the remainder John, anything else?" I ask him as he nervously looks at Sage then at me.

"Uhm, I can go.." Sage mutters standing up understanding that he wants to tell me a confidential matter.

I get irritated, I want her to stay here little more. I have been waiting to have a conversation with her for the past two days and I am not going to give it up.

She starts moving picking up the bag as I held her hand making her freeze. I stood up "whatever or whoever it maybe, it has to wait. Tell them I am busy with my wife." I tell and dismissed him as he nods and leaves the room.

She turn towards me shocked, is it because I called her my wife? Or is because I am holding her hand. I am not going to leave her hand until she does.

Call me an opportunitist, but I want to hold her had. Her small slender hands fits perfectly in my large hand. He skin so soft like a baby's and I want to hold it forever.

I want her to feel, that I have changed and to make her realize she is Important to me, that I want to be her husband for real and not just legally.

"You don't have to do that, I can go... I have already wasted your time so much during this critical period" she says as worry etched in her face and her eyebrows furrowed.

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