Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

Chapter 145: I Missed You

The soft hum of the private jet filled the air, blending with the faint rustle of the clouds outside as the aircraft sliced through the sky with gentle grace.

Ruby sat nestled in one of the plush leather seats, her fingers absently brushing over the golden embroidery on the armrest. She could still hardly believe this was real—this jet, this man beside her, this strange sense of peace she hadn’t felt in weeks.

Her gaze shifted slowly to Stefan, who sat across from her, his eyes half-closed in quiet contentment. The soft overhead lighting painted his features in warm tones, highlighting the strong line of his jaw, the gentle curve of his lips, and the peaceful expression he rarely wore.

Ruby’s heart gave a little flutter.

She couldn’t stop thinking about how much had changed in such a short time. From strangers locked in a tangled web of lies to this...

Something soft. Something real. From a man who was never meant to be hers to someone who was hers, not just physically but by heart too.

She shifted slightly in her seat, her hand resting unconsciously on her slightly rounded belly. "You know," she murmured softly, her voice barely louder than a whisper, "I still can’t believe we’re really doing this."

Stefan opened his eyes, lifting his head to look at her. His lips quirked into the faintest smile. "Doing what?"

"This," she said, her eyes flickering around the cabin. "Going back together. Starting over. Actually talking like normal people."

His smile deepened as he sat forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "We were never normal, Ruby. From the moment we met, nothing about us was ever simple."

She laughed softly, leaning back. "That’s true. But it feels different now. I feel... safe."

words settled between them, unspoken but understood. Stefan’s gaze softened, his brows furrowing slightly

his voice low and

heart aching in the most beautiful way. She felt tears sting the back of her eyes

to this version of him—gentle, open, soft. She liked it

sat beside her without asking. The scent of his cologne—warm, rich, familiar—washed over her, and

thumb brushing lightly over her

her belly, tentative at first, as though afraid to press too

protectively over her stomach, their breathing

last, his voice thick. "The day of the accident... when I

clenching. She reached out, touching his

her touch. "I don’t ever want to feel

The gentle hum of the engines, the soft

it before... but I missed you too. More than I thought I would. Even when I

eyes opened, meeting hers. "You

thumb brushing over the back of his hand. "I guess I

knowing and man, I thank

hesitated, her breath catching, her heart pounding in her

to work,"

Ruby nodded. "Me too."

careful, full of meaning. She let her eyes fall closed, her hands sliding up to his shoulders as the kiss deepened, sweet and lingering. There