Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

Chapter 151: In-house Cinema/Story teller

The soft glow of the evening sun filtered through the sheer curtains as Ruby stepped into their bedroom, her steps faltering the moment her eyes took in the sight before her.

Her breath caught as her eyes roamed around the room.

The entire room had been transformed.

The lights were dimmed to a golden hue, casting a warm, romantic glow over the space. Plush blankets and oversized pillows were spread across the floor in the center of the room, forming a cozy nest.

A small projector stood on a tripod at the foot of the bed, already casting playful movie previews onto the wall, while a bowl of popcorn sat on a tray alongside an assortment of candies and two glasses of sparkling water.

Her heart swelled. She could barely find words.

"Stefan," she breathed, her hand instinctively pressing to her chest. "What is this?"

She turned, her gaze searching, only to find him standing by the window, dressed casually in dark slacks and a soft gray sweater that clung perfectly to his frame.

He turned to face her and his gray eyes, instinctively locked on her hazel eyes, a small, boyish smile lifting the corners of his lips.

"I thought," he began softly, rubbing the back of his neck almost shyly, "since we never really got to have a proper movie date... maybe we could have one here. Just the two of us. No distractions. No stress."

"Wait, is this why you lied to me about the doctor wanting to see me and refusing to take me saying you needed to be somewhere else?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.

An hour earlier, Stefan had told her the doctor had requested her presence that he needed to check on her and the baby and when she’d agreed with hopes he’d be there with her, he’d told her he couldn’t take her that Martin would since the chauffeur would be taking him.

Looking at all this, she was sure he’d asked Martin to go with her so he could keep a close watch on her since he trusted Martin more than he did his chauffeur.

"Technically, I didn’t lie since I did want the doctor to check on you and I was needed here. I had ’other’ engagements which is to surprise you, baby," he said with a wink.

Ruby’s heart skipped. Her eyes misted, the weight of his thoughtfulness washing over her in gentle, overwhelming waves.

She took a slow step toward him. "You did all this... for me?"

He smiled wider. "For us," he corrected gently. "I know... I haven’t always gotten things right. And I know how much I hurt you when I pushed you away, even without knowing the truth. But I meant what I said—I want to make this work, Ruby. With you. I want to show you I’m not going anywhere and it’s you I want every moment of my life."

How had she gotten

this," she whispered, her voice barely steady. "But I love that you did. And I—" her voice cracked slightly as emotion thickened her throat, "—I really don’t know what I did to deserve

around hers as he smiled, then, slowly, he brought her hands up to his lips and pressed the softest

happens as long as I love you," he murmured against her skin, his voice barely above a whisper. "Say

let out a breathless laugh, wiping at her eyes with the

he smiled

movies, but you’ll have to keep talking to

"I think I can manage that," she teased gently, as they both headed to the cozy

together, Ruby curled into his side, resting her head against his shoulder. His arm

barely noticed the flickering images. Her heart was too full, her mind too focused on the soft brush of Stefan’s thumb tracing slow, idle circles along her arm. The way he turned

her fingertips brushing along his jaw.

into

murmured. "For making me feel wanted. Loved even when all

lips found hers then—soft,

of something unspoken. A

finally pulled apart, both slightly breathless, Ruby rested her forehead against his, her eyes

have always been my soulmate. All I needed was to find you and fate just had to bring you to me through her. I’m just glad fate worked in my

she knew—no matter what battles still lay ahead, no matter what Ivy

crisp and still as Rayna stood by her bedroom window, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of her favorite mug. The house was quiet except for the distant sound of crickets and

mind, however, was anything but

conversation with Ruby earlier that day—the offer Elizabeth had made about moving to Zeden. Even hours later, it still felt surreal. Part of her wanted to jump at the chance immediately. To be closer to Ruby. To start fresh. But another part... a deeper,

drifted to the corner of the room where an old photograph of her parents sat on the shelf. Earlier that afternoon, she’d stopped by their house—the one she’d grown up in after moving to Florittle with

still smelled faintly of lilacs and old wood. Every creak of the floorboards had stirred memories she hadn’t realized she still held so tightly. She’d decided to move from the house because she’d been scared

that had shaped her, sheltered her, held the last pieces of her

setting the mug down and pulling her hair into a loose ponytail as she moved

buzzed on the nightstand.

Ethan.

lips despite herself. "What is he doing calling me this late?" she

is my queen doing?" came Ethan’s teasing voice, warm and

the edge