His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 133

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I woke up with the other side of the bed being empty and cold, and I stirred. I had fallen asleep last night when I excused myself to rest after dinner (courtesy of the medicines) in Alex’s bed.

He wasn’t here.

How I woke up the last time I was here fills my memory, with his hand strangling me.

I missed his touch.

I missed my husband’s touch.

My eyes flickered open to see him sprawled across the couch, and my heart fell a little bit. He was so big, literally. Taller than the length of the couch, his legs on the arm rest and his palm below his head because there was no space to rest it elsewhere.

He slept on the couch because of all the times I had screamed at him to get away from me when he tried to come closer. He hadn’t even worn a blanket despite the freezing temperature the room was at.

I took the blanket I was wearing, softly spreading it over him, careful not to wake him.

I just stared at his peaceful face, no frown lines whatsoever, and jumped when his eyes snapped open.

“Good morning,” he wished me in a raspy voice.

My heart skipped a beat. “Did I wake you up?”

“No. I was already awake.”

“You looked asleep,” I say in a small voice. “I thought you might be feeling cold. It’s freezing in here.”

“I tried raising the temperature when I came to the room, but you started stirring awake. I guess my wife likes the freezing temperature, huh?” He teased.

My wife.

Oh, dear heart,

to sleep on

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lower lip.

was seven in the

cracking his knuckles. His bruised knuckles. How did I not notice

smaller voice than earlier, contemplating if I should sit on the empty space beside him.

I took it too far.” He chuckles like it’s not a big deal. “Are you

stomach

want to go out?” He offers. “There’s this breakfast place around

enthusiastically, a small smile breaking

both showered, dressed and walking on the sidewalk.

walked side by side. “Does Alex King really

it would make you happy… to do ‘mundane

what’s the story behind this

grins. He actually grins and it’s so sweet, I wanted to capture it. “When ! and Aurora were six and Ronan must be like one? We used to grab

I can’t help but smile too. “That must be such a lovely way to grow up.”

My parents weren’t exactly shocked when I figured out what Uncle Damien actually did, or when I wanted to spend time with

I would lie if I said I wasn’t disappointed. “A

did you expect? A sob

“Yeah. Of sorts.”

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people are just born psychopaths, baby. I

my lower

a compliment, cupcake?

the cafe for

blinks in confusion before following my