His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 112

[MIA]

It was just the four of us after dinner when Ronan brought the cake out.

With his hazel eyes and lighter hair and that toothy grin that was basically always on him, he gave off major golden retriever energy. I could see why everyone babied him.

His grin was extra wide as he used the frosting I had made to make a crooked smile on the cake before cutting it like it was his birthday.

“Mia has made this with a lot of love, by the way,” he added for precaution before cutting two huge pieces, giving one to each of the older

Whitlock twins.

Aurora looked excited about it while Alex was neutral as they both took a bite each. Ronan pretended to take a piece for himself and one for me, passing me a mischievous look.

I shake my head, grimacing as I saw the change in both their expressions.

God. I wanted to hide.

This is what I do for a living, and Aurora’s first impression of my work is going to be that I’m terrible at it.

That cake was sweet to the point of death.

Aurora broke into coughs, her eyes widening and reaching her brother who glared at her.

“What? is something wrong?” Ronan blinked innocently, sounding almost offended on my behalf.

Alex shook his head, painfully gulping. “It’s perfect.”

I bit my lower lip.

Ronan grinned like a fool. “Really? Let me have some.”

“Nope.” Alex snatched the cake from our side until it was out of reach. “Need to save some for tomorrow. It’s that good.”

I exchanged a look with Ronan, who looked like he wanted to laugh so loud. I, on the other hand, was red.

me have a bite.” Ronan prodded, grabbing a spoon to take a bite

“It’s for me.”

pouts. “I

“No.”

“But-”

another bite. “I said no. It’s

my laughter, but I was sure my

can’t,” I whisper to

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shut–up,

that,” I sheepishly confessed, laughing under my breath, “Ronan added cake is

too

it; I’m sure that

“You knew? And you still served it

I flustered. “Ronan’s idea.”

think Alex spared anyone’s feelings, considering how brutally honest he

into laughter. “Yes, Alex, what the hell?” She

but the three of us just laugh

slaps Alex’s shoulder playfully with

his eyes, not moving a muscle, shaking his head as

liked that a little.

Or maybe too much.

I didn’t want to leave. But the next evening, we had to. I wish I could stay there forever. Ronan was so when I first met her but eventually opened up, Sofia was the sweetest and Gabriel…

I could talk to people and

we departed, more towards Alex. Sofia

before we

was usually uninterested in almost about anything that concerns me, was

shoulder. “Can’t I live

He frowns. “No.”

“But-”

“No.”

dissolves when the

Dominic comments the

second time on a plane. Ever.” Iglare at the muscular man, not my smartest decision “okay