Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

Chapter 5: Honeymoon

Ruby stirred as the scent of fresh coffee and warm pastries filled the air. Her lashes fluttered open, and for a brief moment, she forgot where she was.

Then, the events of the previous day came crashing down on her. She was now married to her sister’s fiance.

Her heart skipped a beat as she turned her head and found Stefan sitting on the edge of the bed, his posture relaxed yet poised. He was dressed casually in a black sweater and matching sweatpants, his dark hair slightly tousled. fre\e(w)ebn ov.e l\. co.m

"Good morning," his deep voice rumbled.

Ruby quickly sat up, the silky sheets pooling around her waist. Her eyes widened as she noticed the neatly arranged breakfast tray in front of her—freshly baked croissants, scrambled eggs, fruit slices, and a steaming cup of coffee.

"You had breakfast brought up?" she asked in surprise.

Stefan nodded. "I asked the chef to prepare it early. I thought you might be tired after yesterday."

Ruby swallowed hard. He was thoughtful. Attentive. That was something she hadn’t expected.

She forced a small smile. "That’s... very kind of you."

He tilted his head slightly. "You sound surprised. Shouldn’t you have like expected it? You know I would’ve cooked it myself if I could."

Ruby hesitated, choosing her words carefully since she could see he was already pointing out her differences with Ivy. "I just didn’t expect you to wake up before me."

Stefan let out a soft chuckle. "I’ve always been an early riser. Old habits."

She reached for the coffee cup, taking a small sip to steady herself. Stefan remained seated, his expression unreadable. Even without sight, it felt like he was seeing right through her.

restless last night,"

on her

shifting in bed," he said simply.

around the cup. Had she moved

quickly. "I guess

nodded, as if considering her words. Then, to her surprise, he reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. His touch

have to pretend with me," he said

breath hitched. If only he knew

back to the food.

slightly made her wonder

picked at her breakfast, one thought kept

this deception before he found

from her. Stefan had been quiet for a while, but she could feel his gaze on her—or at least, the way he was tuned in

was thinking," Stefan finally said, breaking the silence. "About our honeymoon. Where

froze mid-air. Honeymoon? She hadn’t even

fork down and cleared her throat. "Oh... I’d rather we don’t

as if he hadn’t expected her to say that. "But you were so excited about it before. You couldn’t stop talking about the places we’d go. I’m only asking now because I wanted to be sure

pounded. She had just made another mistake. Of course

before," she said quickly. "Back when your eyesight was perfectly fine. I just think... we should wait until after your surgery. When you can fully enjoy the experience. Though I’ve love to go but I’d rather we go with you being able to see everything I see with

as if considering

forcing a small smile. "For now, let’s just focus on adjusting, and... on me helping you run your home

fingers tapping lightly against his

"What do