Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 112

Katrina sat at her desk, typing furiously as inspiration flowed through her. She glanced at the clock and smiled, grateful for Kylan keeping Clarence entertained so she could work. The sound of giggles followed by a squeal of laughter made her pause. She turned her head

toward the door, her curiosity piqued. The laughter continued, Kylan's deep chuckle mingling with Clarence's delighted squeals.

Katrina stood, stretching, and wandered to the doorway. Peeking out, she saw Kylan and Clarence lying on the floor, both engrossed in a lively conversation. She crouched beside them, a warm smile spreading across her face.

"What are my two favorite humans talking about?" she asked.

Kylan turned his head and grinned. "She wants more siblings, and I'm not opposed to the idea." Katrina playfully poked his cheek. "We've talked about this, Honey. Not until Clarence is older." Clarence scrambled to her feet and toddled over to her, her face lighting up. "Ma! Ma! Ma!"

She scooped her up and kissed her cheek. Settling onto the floor, she placed Clarence on her lap and handed her a toy. "As I was saying," she continued, "I want to wait until this little one is older. I know Clarence is almost five but she had just started speaking. We had to bring her to a speech specialist to help. I don't want to sound mean, but you are at work a lot so I have to look after this one when you're not home, I think it'll be hard for me to run around after two very young kids. You're amazing with her, Kylan, but two little ones might be a handful right now."

Kylan leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I get it. I just wish I were home more to make it easier."

Katrina turned her head, her lips brushing his. "We both wish for that. Clarence is not a problem and she's not fussy at all and rarely cries it's just... I'm sorry, this is not coming out right. What I mean to say is, I love being with Clarence, I love being a mum and a wife, but..."

"You missed me and so does Clarence."

Katrina looked at Kylan and nodded. "Yes."

""And Katrina wished for me to be home more."

Katrina nodded. "Yes."

"You wish you were still my assistant?" he teased, winking.

Katrina chuckled. "I do miss that job. But mostly because I want to check up on you often."

He hugged her tightly. "You were the best assistant I ever had. You know that, right?"

Just then, Kylan's work phone buzzed. He sighed, pulling away. Katrina stood and picked up Clarence. "You should answer that. Come on, baby, let's read some books."

in his chest as he answered the call.

Isabella's voice came through, bright and chipper. She was lying on her bed but when he answered, she sat

glancing toward the living room where Katrina

was thinking we could celebrate

I'm not

planning," she offered quickly. "Don't worry about

her as much as he could. That dream he had, even

clearly reluctant to end the conversation. "Actually... I kind of needed this, Sir. It's

frowned. "What kind

I'm ugly, fat, and not

couldn't be bothered by his assistant's love life and heartbreak, but he also couldn't afford her to be distracted at work. "That guy is an *sshole. You're a lovely, intelligent woman, Isabella. Don't let him make you feel less than you are." "Thanks, Kylan," she said softly, her

on her hip. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "We're heading

Kylan quickly ended the call. "I've got to go, Isabella. I am not going

Katrina kneeling on a blanket with Clarence, planting seeds. She wiped her eyes quickly and smiled at their daughter. "It's okay, cutie.

beside

you, so you can

down. "I'm sorry,

I promise. Her boyfriend left her and called her names, bad ones, and made her feel like sh*t, so I was just making her feel better. I thought it was

"It's none

cupped her face. "It is. I love you, Katrina. You're the only person who matters to me. The

I said

mad at me." He buried his

trying to cheer someone up, but it did sting a little. You were never being so sweet to another person because you were

He frowned. "I am?"

"Except me

earnestly.

smiled at him. "I'm not. Let's move

at Clarence, who was happily clapping

actually, you should keep an eye