His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 86

Alex and Aurora: 2 and a half years old.

“Mama?” Alex called me, and I smiled at my little boy. He had spoken for the first time almost a year and a half ago, but it still made me grin every time he called me mama with his little voice

“Yes, baby?” I coord, picking him up in my arms and carrying him outside, letting his sister sleep,

“Play?” He blinked his huge eyes, and 1 nod.

“Of course, my love.”

1 carry him to the twins’ little play area in the house, and he happily hops out of my arms and into the soft area where his blocks and cars were kept along with Aurora’s dolls and a soft ball pit that they could jump into.

I watch as he puts a few blocks on top of one another, making a tower.

I

“Wow. That’s so tall.” I sit next to him, passing him the blocks one by one as he adds them onto his creation, careful not to topple them.

It w

was a quiet afternoon in our house. Gabriel was at work, and this was usually the time for the twins to nap but Alex had a sugar rush and couldn’t sleep. Even then, he wasn’t making noise, aware his sister was sleeping in the room next to ours.

“Mama… look!” He pointed at the tall tower, satisfied by how much he had managed to pile on.

1 was just about to praise him when he punched right in the centre of it, watching with a spark in his eyes how all of it fell down into many pieces.

“FUN!” He shouted, the grin of his mouth endless, his brown eyes showing so much sudden enthusiasm.

1 sighed, resisting the urge to face palm.

It’s bothersome how much destruction excites him.

“You’re supposed to build, my love. Not break.” I remind him gently, smiling at his antics.

“If no break, then how build again?” He pouts, and I nearly laugh

witty. And his knack for watching things

the middle of racing

“Yes Alex?”

missed the jiggling of the keys or the sound of footsteps, I turned around just in time

called him with my eyebrows furrowed. “You’re

he walked over to the play area through the little

husband as he settled across from me, and

son, placing a

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Chipter

play Alex was busy running the car over Gabriel’s coat, dropping it in

1 gled

the man I met would one day let a little

Gabriel?” I asked

missing

“And not me?” 11

pout.

chuckled, but it wasn’t as open as

from Gabriel’s hold, diving into the ball

a closer eye on him, dipping his feet in the

to him, sitting the same way. His

his arm to be able to rest my temple on his shoulder. “Don’t lie to me. Why’re

good, Freckles.” He kisses the top of my head, taking a deep breath over my head as

creases “A bad dream? What

the house. I was coming back from

hold on

one of

of my free hand, and he intertwined our fingers, bring it closer to his lips to place a kiss on

you, Freckles.” He answers the question I didn’t ask, and I shut my eyes for a brief second. “Since I

was just a dream, Gabriel,” I

if I was ever given such an impossible choice, yo know I would put myself through a

I know that,” I whisper. “You’re a good father, Gabriel And a good

me when they grow up, when

find out. And even if they do, they wouldn’t hate you because