Suzanne's pov:
“You are leaving me all alone?” I frowned. “Is there something you need from me?” he questioned nonchalantly, taking up his keys from the table. “You have the housekeeper at your disposal.” I pressed my lips against each other. “I need to get what you are not giving me. I need to quench my thirst.” My jaw twitched in irritation. “Is this what our marriage will look like?” I murmured. “Well, who knows? You agreed not to question my decisions and follow my instructions, did you not?” The question pinged my chest. A familiar ache I had felt before. My eyes crowded with tears as I bent my head, trying to hide my emotions. What did I expect? He said no strings attached till our aim had been achieved and we got the divorce. “Do you want me to stay?” he asked, raising my head with his hand on my chin. “Do whatever you want, I do not have the right to tell you anything,” I replied softly, removing his hand from my chin. He chuckled slightly and walked out of the sitting room. In my mind, he was gone, so I took a deep breath and started looking for a way to make myself feel better. “Get dressed, you are coming with me.” I rolled my eyes in the direction of his voice. “To where?” my brows furrowed. He pulled me out of the chair. “You don't want to be left alone right?” he tilted his head and bit his lower lip. “Well, I don't want to leave you alone either,” he said, turning his back to me. A slight feeling of excitement and nervousness welled up inside me. “You are going to wear something classy yet dark. I do not want you on the front pages.” I raised one eyebrow to his request whilst flaring my nose. As he left the room some ladies stepped in. “We'll take care of your looks Mrs. Khan. Please stay still,” the fair lady who I think was in charge of the group said. I nodded gently. Just then, Dominic's phone beeped and I rushed to get the phone to him, glancing through the screen as I walked towards him, I saw a message: “I'm pregnant, and I need to see you urgently.”—-Rachel. My heart ached down to my lower abdomen, giving me a painful sensation I had never expected. He appeared speedily and snatched the phone from me. “Never touch my phone again,” he ordered and walked out. ‘What just happened?’ Dominic’s pov: The dim lights of the upscale hotel glimmered as we walked in, we made our way to the elevator, and the chauffeur greeted me as if I was one of their VIPs. “Look up,” I told Suzanne as her head was down. “As you walk in there you have to look confident, Is that clear?” I said in a commanding tone, she nodded in response, “Good”. “I need to use the bathroom,” she said in a whisper. I let out a sigh and ordered the chauffeur to show her the bathroom Immediately we got to the Floor. “Meet me at table 19,” I said as I walked out of the elevator. “The great Dominic Khan, it is so nice of you to finally grace us with your presence,” I smiled as I heard the familiar voice. “Oscar, I never knew you were in town,” I said as we shook hands. “Well you know me, I always try to…..” his words trailed off and his eyes looked in a different direction. Then I noticed the whole casino went silent, I followed the trail of their eyes, to see a lady come down the stairs, looking around I could see the admiration in their eyes, some even gasped. I took a good look and I saw it was Suzanne. Why does she look so different? I did not really pay attention to her while we were leaving the house or even when we got to the hotel. The black dress hugged her body and showed her curves perfectly. She looked around until our eyes met, she walked slowly to me with a small smile and her head held high. “Behave,” Oscar said, “She’s coming this way”. I smiled knowing my wife was taking all the attention.Dominic’s pov:After greeting my mom we all settled down. Suzanne sat beside me, radiant in the glow of the evening, effortlessly beautiful, effortlessly herself.But something tugged at my attention.My mother.She was watching Suzanne—not in disapproval, not with judgment, but with a quiet, measured gaze.Suzanne must’ve caught it too, because she shifted slightly, pretending not to see, keeping her expression neutral.I made a mental note of it.Then I stood.And slowly, the room quieted.“I’d like to propose a toast.”Glasses lifted, murmurs softened.I turned to Suzanne, catching the flicker of surprise in her eyes.I took a breath.“To the woman who has stood beside me, even when I didn’t deserve it. To the woman who saw past every lie, every mistake, every wall I built to keep her out—and chose to stay anyway.”A hush settled deeper.“Suzanne, I’ve hurt you. I’ve failed you. I lied to you, convinced myself that business could replace love, that power could replace family. But
Dominic’s pov:Desmond stood by the mirror, buttoning his cufflinks with the efficiency of a man who never let emotion delay a tailored suit.Meanwhile, I was on my knees in front of Kai, trying to wrestle a bow tie around a very uncooperative five-year-old who had no intention of keeping still.“Kai,” I said, trying not to laugh, “hold still or I’ll wrap this thing around your forehead and call it fashion.”He grinned up at me, then tilted his chin with exaggerated seriousness.“Do I look like a CEO’s son?”Desmond chuckled without looking up. “You look like a CEO who’s about to fire someone for not bringing gummy bears to the meeting.”Kai gasped. “That’s a real reason to fire someone, Uncle Dez.”I finally straightened his collar and stood, smoothing down his blazer. He looked sharp. Miniature, but sharp.Then he asked, casually, like he hadn’t been holding the question in his chest all-day— “Is Grandma coming?”I paused for just a second, then smiled.“Of course she is.”His whol
Suzanne’s pov:The conference room smelled like fresh flowers and overpriced candles.There were charts taped to the glass walls, colour palettes scattered across the table, silverware samples, menu cards, and a PowerPoint presentation open on the big screen. Yes, a whole ass presentation.At the centre of the storm?Rachael was In full event general mode.Stella lounged on one side of the table flipping through photos of floral centrepieces, casually sipping from a champagne flute like this was a bridal launch party and not a last-minute family dinner.I sat at the head of the table, barefoot, hair in a messy bun, eyeing the madness unfolding before me with something between awe and disbelief."I thought this was supposed to be a small family dinner," I muttered, blinking at a three-tiered cake sketch that definitely wasn’t part of the original plan. "I’m tired."Rachael didn’t even look up. "Darling, it is a family dinner."She clicked through to the next slide in her presentation:
Suzanne’s pov:I had barely settled in, still letting the warmth of the welcome home surprise sink in, when Kai came bursting into the room like a little firecracker."Mom! Aunty Stella! Come quick! You have to see what Grandma got me!"He tugged at my hand with both of his m Loy eyes wide with excitement, practically vibrating with joy.Stella laughed, already rising to her feet. "Okay, okay, lead the way, Captain Kai!"I smiled, letting him pull me through the hallway, his tiny feet racing ahead.The moment we stepped into his room, my jaw dropped slightly.It was packed.Shelves lined with toys still in their glossy packaging. A miniature car. A rocket ship that actually made sounds. Plushies, board games, puzzles, gadgets I didn’t even recognize.I turned slowly, overwhelmed. "Wow… she really went all out."Kai grinned like he owned the entire world. "She said I deserved everything, Mommy." I haven’t even shown you the flying dragon one!"His room was a wonderland.Toys lined eve
Dominic’s pov:I stood with my arms crossed, my jaw tight as I watched the doctor review the test results.Every second felt heavier, like the weight of everything was pressing harder against my chest.Suzanne sat beside me, calmer than I was, her hands resting gently on her stomach like she already knew everything was fine.I wished I had that certainty.The doctor glanced up, offering a small nod. "The tests are all clear. Suzanne and the baby are healthy."Relief hit me fast, but I didn’t exhale yet.Then he turned the monitor toward us."We also did a scan. Would you like to see it?"Suzanne smiled softly, nodding.I stiffened, I wasn’t sure I was ready, Then the screen lit up.And there it was.Tiny, Fragile, Ours.Something in my chest tightened, an unfamiliar wave of emotion rushing through me.I blinked, swallowing hard, barely hearing Suzanne’s soft laughter beside me."Dominic, are you tearing up again?"I scoffed, shaking my head slightly, and forcing a smirk. "You’re imagi
Suzanne’s pov:The rhythmic beeping of the machines reminded me I was still in the hospital. Why do I have a lot of machines when I feel okay, I thought? I blinked slowly, stretching just enough to shake off the stiffness in my muscles.Then I felt movement. Across the room, Dominic was there.While sleeping, I could not remember the events of the previous night; I did not even hear him come in last night. He had slumped onto the couch, one arm over his eyes, as if blocking out everything else. Even now, he looked tense, like rest didn’t come naturally to him.I watched him for a moment, something twisting in my chest.Then yesterday’s conversation with Racheal surfaced.Her words echoed in my mind."Dominic has changed. You made him change."I swallowed hard, letting the memories hit all at once.I remember how it all started.The contract marriage.The deal felt so cold and calculated, It was as if impossible to turn it into something real.Yet here we were.He had stayed.Through