Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

Chapter 29: Distracting

Ruby shut the door quietly behind her, taking a steadying breath before heading down the hallway. Her pulse was still a little erratic from the close call with the maid, but she pushed it aside, straightening her shoulders as she slipped back into the persona of Ivy.

When she reached the living room, Stefan was already waiting. He stood near the archway, his white cane in one hand. Martin was nearby, handing him a file. .com

Ruby slowed her steps, clearing her throat softly.

Stefan’s head turned slightly in her direction. "There you are," he said, his voice calm but curious. "I was wondering what took you so long."

Ruby walked over to him and placed a light hand on his arm. "I was in my room, eating," she said, not wanting him to later hear it from the maid and start wondering why she was sneaking and eating.

"Your room? Eating?" Stefan repeated. "You just had breakfast."

"Yeah. But I was feeling a little hungry again," Ruby said with a slight laugh. "I guess breakfast didn’t fill me up like I thought it did."

There was a pause after she said that.

Stefan’s brows lifted slightly. "You? Hungry again?" he asked, a faint teasing tone in his voice. "That’s unusual."

She gave a small shrug, realizing he was listening intently to her tone and breathing. "My period is ending. Maybe it’s that... hormonal cravings or whatever it is. I don’t really know. I just know I wanted more food."

He nodded slowly, a small smile pulling at his lips. "Well, that explains it. That would’ve been helpful to know before I started wondering if you were hiding something."

Ruby’s stomach clenched for a moment, but she forced a light chuckle. "What would I possibly be hiding from you?"

"I don’t know," he replied, adjusting his grip on the cane. "But these days, I seem to be hearing and feeling more than I used to. So don’t get any ideas."

Ruby swallowed, her smile still in place as she reached for his free hand. "I’ll keep that in mind."

Martin handed Stefan his coat. "The car’s ready, sir."

shoulder before she stepped back. Together,

him quietly—his calm, composed presence making

yet... why did she feel like she was the one getting drawn in

humming with unsaid thoughts. Ruby helped

greetings. Ruby kept her head high, walking beside Stefan like the poised

into Stefan’s private office, he let go of her hand but didn’t step

said simply, and

"Stay?"

a faint smile. "You don’t have to

She hesitated, unsure. "Why?"

to feel you close," he said plainly. "Not just hear your voice across

and took the seat

leaned back in his chair, fingers lightly tapping the wood. "You wore

him. "Is that... a problem? You don’t like

softly. "It’s distracting. But

as various thoughts swirled her mind and thoughts she

thinking, she guided his fingers to hers. Their

voice low. "If I wasn’t blind, would

landed like a thunderclap. Ruby’s hand twitched in his as she

that?" she whispered, wondering where

patient with me, kind. You help me when you think no one’s watching. You touch me like I

but she didn’t know which version of herself

still here," she said at last, "because I

sister but she didn’t. She was here not exactly

tilted his head, his

what’s happening to me anymore," he said and Ruby froze, wondering what was wrong

you already—I did. But lately,

terrifying that is? Loving someone and then realizing... maybe