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MRS WELDON?
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365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE AND... I LOVE HIM.
CHAPTER 029"I am."The voice came from directly behind me, and I turned so fast I nearly dropped both bags of popcorn.Michael.He'd come back. Wallet in hand, mask still at half-mast, cap still pulled down, walking toward us with that measured, deliberate stride that didn't change regardless of the situation — and his eyes were fixed on Mrs. Weldon with an expression I couldn't read from this angle but that made her take one very small, involuntary step backward.He stopped beside me.Right beside me.And then — before my brain could process what was happening or issue any kind of warning or prepare me in any way whatsoever — his arm came around my waist.Firm. Warm. Settled there like it belonged, like this was something he did regularly, like wrapping his arm around me in the middle of a public park in front of my ex-mother-in-law was a completely normal Tuesday — Wednesday — activity for him.Oh… oh my God.I stopped breathing.Not dramatically. Just quietly. Just completely.And
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE I AM.
CHAPTER 028Mrs. Weldon stood on the path about four feet away.Cream coat. Handbag on her arm. Hair pinned up just so, not a thing out of place, the same perfectly composed exterior she always carried — except her eyes. Her eyes were doing something I had never once seen them do in all the months I'd spent under her roof.They were desperate. Wet at the edges. Fixed on my face like she'd been looking for it for a very long time and had only just found it.Something moved through my chest before I could stop it. Something warm and involuntary that bypassed every wall I'd built since walking out of that mansion and went straight for the part of me that remembered her sitting across from me at breakfast when no one else would. The way she'd touched my shoulder once after a particularly bad dinner. The small, quiet kindnesses she'd offered in a house that had very few of them."Mrs. Weldon," I said, and my voice came out softer than I intended.She exhaled. Long and slow, like she'd been
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE MRS WELDON?
**CHAPTER 027**"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I repeated, because he still hadn't answered.Michael looked at me over the mask. "Protecting my privacy.""By looking like you're about to rob someone?""I look like a private individual.""You look like a private individual who's having a crisis." I gestured at the full ensemble — mask pulled up to his nose, cap yanked down to his eyebrows, dark expensive suit that cost probably more than most people's cars. "Mr. Cross, you are a billionaire in a surgical mask at a public park. You are not blending in. You are the opposite of blending in. People are going to film you for being….you know…this weird.""Let them.""They're going to put you on the internet.""I don't use the internet."I stared at him. "That's not — ugh.. that's not how the internet works. You not using it doesn't mean—" I stopped. Pressed my lips together. Took a breath. "Fine. Keep the mask. But if someone films you and it trends I want it on record that I tol
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE ROSA IS COMING BACK?
**CHAPTER 026**I stood in the doorway and stared at him.“What… what are you doing… what are you doing in my room?” I asked.He uncrossed his legs. “Waiting for you.”“Why?”“Because you weren’t here when I came.” He said it simply, like that answered everything. Like showing up in someone’s bedroom and sitting on their bed while they were gone was a perfectly normal sequence of events that required no further explanation.I walked in slowly and closed the door behind me. “Mr. Cross, why are you actually in my room?”He stood up, straightening his jacket. “I’m not going to work today.”I blinked. “What?… why?”“I’m staying, and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it.” He looked at me directly. “Plus… what I said to you yesterday—the way I spoke to you—that was out of line. I’m making it up to you today.”I stared at him.Michael Cross… the Michael Cross… wants to make it up to me…He literally wants to make it up to me.What the hell was wrong with this man? He literally chan
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE RISE AND SHINE.
**CHAPTER 025**I woke up before my alarm.That never happened.I lay there for a moment, blinking at the ceiling, waiting for the familiar heavy feeling that usually came with mornings—the weight of everything that needed to be processed before I could properly function. But it wasn’t there. My head was clear. My body felt rested in a way it hadn’t in days.Hmm, I thought.I sat up slowly, half expecting something to hurt, but nothing did. I pressed both hands over my stomach the way I always did first thing—checking, confirming, reassuring myself and whoever was in there that we were still okay.Still okay.I got up, went into the bathroom, and showered.When I came out, the room was still quiet and golden with early light coming through the curtains, and I moved through it feeling almost normal, which was strange enough that I noticed it. I pulled out clothes from the wardrobe—Michael’s wardrobe full of Michael’s choices, all perfectly coordinated and colour-sorted—and got dressed
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE SHE WASN'T MY WIFE.
CHAPTER 024“She wasn’t my wife,” he said.I stared at him.He still hadn’t turned around. Still standing in the doorway, hands in his pockets, back to me like the door was already more interesting than anything I had left to say.“She wasn’t your wife,” I repeated slowly. “Then who was she?”The silence was starting to get on my nerves, so I pushed.“Mr. Cross.” I shifted forward slightly on the bed. “If she wasn’t your wife, then who— I’m just curious. I’m not trying to pry. I just want to understand—”“Rosa.”“Please.” The word came out smaller than I intended. “Please just tell me. I won’t bring it up again after this, I promise, just—”He turned around.And whatever was left of my sentence died completely.Not anger. Not the red-edged fury from the study. Something quieter than that and somehow much harder to look at—something that had been pressed down for a very long time under a very great weight and did not appreciate being disturbed.“Listen to me carefully,” he said, his vo
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE MORNING COFFEE DRAMA.
**CHAPTER 010** **6:25 AM** I stared at the red numbers glowing on the clock face. What… what… how was this even possible? I asked myself. No. No, no, no, no. I threw off the covers and stumbled out of bed, my legs tangling in the sheets for a moment before I caught myself against the nightstand
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE NIGHTMARE'S AND FAILED TASKS!!..
**CHAPTER 009** I heaved a heavy sigh as I remembered what the doctor at the hospital had told me. *"Living with him might be difficult. He has strict routines, strict rules about how his home is kept. He's not cruel, but he's not flexible either. Everything must be perfect, controlled, organized.
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE WHAT?!!
**CHAPTER 006** "I..." The word died in my throat. I tried again. Opened my mouth. but nothing came out except a choked sound that was more sob than speech. How could I say it? How could I admit out loud that I had absolutely no one? That I was completely, utterly alone in this world? The doctor
365 DAYS AS HIS WIFE WHO'S THE FATHER?..
**CHAPTER 005***Off course he wouldn't know I was pregnant I said to myself*I stared at him, though I couldn't really see. My eyes were still blurry, everything swimming in and out of focus like I was looking through water.I closed my eyes again, leaning my head back against the pillow as a tear
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