Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 75

She dreamt of it again. It was the day three years ago when the ground was stained with her blood, and the feeble, raspy cries of an infant filled the air.

“We’re about to land, sweetie…” Nearby, a mother was soothing her hoarse–voiced baby.

Natalie glanced over, a self–deprecating smile tugging at her lips. She could hardly tell dreams from reality anymore.

The plane was descending, and Natalie checked her phone. It was early morning in Bluestar, just in time to make it to King’s surgery.

The butler, Uriah, was waiting for her. They exchanged a brisk greeting and, without further ado, rushed to the hospital.

As they reached the operating room door, she saw a man with a cane and a bodyguard coming down the corridor. His narrow, piercing eyes were sharp as he quietly instructed his entourage.

Natalie froze, then with a mix of shock and joy, she called out, “King?”

King halted, turning in her direction.

threw her arms around him, saying, “I’m

then a quiet laugh slipped from his lips. His free hand tenderly pulling her

me scared to death…” Natalie sobbed

time she had cried in front of him, the first time she had initiated an embrace.

murmured, kissing her forehead gently.

and the other subordinates discreetly stepped away.

In the three years since she’d been by his side, King had softened, his

King’s feelings for Natalie were extraordinary. Everyone saw it

wept without

she finally calmed down, she released King and asked, confused, “Weren’t

regain consciousness last night and woke up an hour ago,”

so soon after waking up?” Natalie asked, her

concern.

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Japter 75

I didn’t need the wheelchair for a few steps, so