His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 85

Four Years Later

The pantry was full of Cheetos packets. Even after me nxisting a hundred times in the past few years that Loudly craved when I was pregnant and I really wasn’t a chips monster, Galwiel always kept the kitchen stocked with doses of packets that expired before anyone could eat it, and then he vetlled u

He still hated that all those years ago I needed something, and he wasn’t there to provide

I often pretended to be pissed at it, but I was always lowkey happy

Gabriel kept every promise he made to me. Every day, he proved to be a good lushsand and an even better father, one that was admittedly too protective of his children, especially his dau

He frowned the entire day that she learnt to walk by herself bespise that mean she didn’t need to hold his hand anemone had smiled, proud of my little girl She was still small, short compared to Alex, with her dark hair flowing down in loose curls all the way to her chest. She was quiet buit inquisitive, thoughutal and loved colouring

My husband was sure she’d grow up to have a painting kitack like me.

Alex, on the other hand, was a menace, m lack of other words he was too cumming too wity for his age, loveal spewing. chaos and Gabriel just knew he took after his uncle Dannen, even though Damien was adopted But at the end of the day Alex couldn’t sleep without his father telling him a made up story about animals and me mucking him in bed calicl almost had a heart attack the day Alex told him to tell a different story, because

Then He could handle “grown up stories now, ones that could involve ‘people and punches

Gabriel didn’t sleep that entire night, and I laughed looking at his pace around our room in worry. It was probably because of the new cartoon the twins had started watching at their day care.

Needless to say, that cartoon was banned forever from our house.

Today was a special day. The twins were three and a half years old, running around the entire house, excited they were going to watch their parents get married.

“Aurora! Alex! Slow down! You’re going to fall! I shouted behind them, watching them run in the living room to Zach, who was going to take them to the vennie.

Zach catches them both in his arms, picking up Aurora while Ales clings to his other bicep like a little monkey

1 giggle watching them from above, and on queue, I felt a familiar touch on my arms, a muzzle into my ear.

“Ready to get married, Freckles?”

I grin. “So ready.”

The first time Gabriel and I got married, it was for the world. We didn’t say our own vows, we didn’t dance at our own reception, we didn’t even cut our own cake. Hell, even Gabriel’s tire family wasn’t attending

This time, we were getting married for us. On our fifth anniversary, today, we were going to get remarried. It was in the backyard of our own home, with only a select few people, only our family and friends.

1 held my daughter in my arms, combing through her hair and rearranging the flowers in her braids.

“Mama” She ponders out loud, her honey voice warming my heart. “Why were Alex and I not present in your first wedding

to Dada?”

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Chapter 85

two of you weren’t born then, my

hand her the little basket full of flowers to her, and she observes them keenly

time.” I tell her, “I love

mam door, and I caught a glimpse of the outside the beautiful aisle with flowers and candles and chairs on both sides for our family and

of grief hit me. The last time I got married, Grandpa walked me down the aisle. He did that while I couldn’t even smile properly with the guilt that he was getting his granddaughter married to a complete stranger. I wish I could have told him it all worked out. I wish I could have told him that me getting married to Gabriel was the best thing that ever happened to me. I wish he could’ve met my twins, I wish he would’ve

the tears rimming my eyes before they could ruin the make-up that Alice did for me which wasn’t much because of

to say he

Everyone stands up and soft music fills the air around me along with scent of lavender and vanilla, and I focus on just the man

small wedding made by a local label, unlike the previous branded princess

eyes shine as if there were tears glistening in them and I had to gulp to hold back

my maid of honour, Alice, and stood in

lying if I said I heard a single word of it. I stared at Gabriel who stared right back at me with a smile that made me want to hop into

lower lip looking at me as if his sinister thoughts for tonight had no

hoped

out of our little bubble when Alex, our ring bearer, nudged on my

in his arms, holding him till it was time

him

hand with you. Gabriel, I vow to honour and cherish you for the rest of my days. With our children as witnesses to our love, I vow to be the best partner I can be to you and the best mother I can be to them, to nurture and protect our family and to

found pieces of myself that I didn’t realise were missing. You complete me. In your love, I have found my greatest happiness, my deepest peace and the rest of my life. I love you. Thank you for choosing me every day, for being the best husband a girl could ask for and the best father to our children. The three of us are so lucky to have

and edgy. I look at our audience to see Leila crying as well and our daughter looking at us with

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at my best self, I don’t deserve someone as kind as you. I promise to make myself better every day till the day I might somehow be worthy of you. I promise to cherish you, to love you and to protect you. I promise to be the best father for our children, I promise to be the best role model for them. I love being mundane with you, and I promise to be mundane with you for the rest of my life because with you, even boring becomes interesting. Thank you for letting me be

sniff, the

time ago, being forced into a contract marriage,

he into mine, exchanging rings till the priest asked us if we take each

thumb stroke my palm and he

“Take Gabriel Whitlock as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold. from this day forward,

breath, the smile aching my cheek

you may kiss your

but I blocked out every voice, consumed by

little

all stories for other times because for now, I could focus on my husband who pulled

My nose

he mumbled with the same affection, placing a

know how you always stock up the pantry

“Hm?”

I’m going to

red hue on my cheeks turned into a little pout

lower lip. “I’m