Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 74

Natalie had promised she’d be over tonight.

She was the kind of person who followed through. He had seen her picking gifts for kids. She was reliable, so he knew she’d come.

As long as Nate was happy and could fulfill his wishes, everything was worth it. Everyone else. paled in importance.

The minutes ticked away, and the night deepened.

Nate wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting at the back door, his little cheeks numb from the cold, his eyes heavy and struggling to stay open, yet no one had appeared.

The maid found him there, shivering, and scooped him up. “Mr. Nate, what are you doing out here in the cold? Didn’t you want cake?”

“Just a bit longer!” Nate suddenly found a burst of energy, squirming in the maid’s arms before sliding back to the ground, pushing her hands away. “Go inside! Leave me alone!”

The cake would have to wait for Natalie to arrive, for her to cut a slice for him. He wanted to light the candles with Mommy and make a wish together. No one else would do.

Natalie had said that when the moon rose, she would appear.

out here. Why don’t we go inside and get

if Natalie came while he was inside changing, saw

you shouldn’t make them sad without good

force the issue, the maid finally retreated into the house at Nate’s insistence. stealing glances from the doorway at the little boy sitting with determination in his

delicate constitution, it wasn’t hard for his sickness to make a comeback. Seeing him out there, looking all wilted and

fell asleep when Brian’s voice suddenly

of worry and anger. They knew better than to breathe too loudly around

long moment before he went and stood behind Nate. He bent down

phoned in to report that Natalie

Chapter 74

the country.

at seven that evening

chill down to his bones, his energy sapped, and he didn’t even muster the

he saw Brian was holding him, and the light that had sparked

father’s shoulder, murmuring weakly. “Daddy, Nate

not coming, son.” Brian tightened his hold on Nate’s limp body, his voice a soft murmur. It was