บททั้งหมดของ CEO Secret Bride: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Her brows lifted slightly, curiosity flickering in her eyes.“I want to propose to her again,” Sebastian continued. “Properly. With a ring, a promise, and a wedding that honors her, one my family and yours can both attend. I’ve already spoken to my parents, and they’re ready to make it official.”For a moment, the room was silent, the only sound was the soft hum of the refrigerator.Then, Mrs. Bennett’s eyes shimmered with tears. “Oh, Sebastian, I don’t even know what to say.”“Say you’ll come to the city,” he said with a smile. “I want you to surprise her. I want you to see the look on her face when she realizes how much she’s loved.”She pressed a hand to her chest, moved beyond words. “You remind me of her father; he used to look at me the same way you look at Olivia.”Sebastian swallowed, deeply touched. “Then I’ll do my best to live up to that.”By evening, Olivia was in the penthouse kitchen, humming softly as she prepared dinner. She didn’t know why Sebastian had been gone al

The morning dawned with golden sunlight spilling through the wide glass windows of the penthouse. New York City, alive and glittering below, seemed to hum with excitement. The day had finally arrived.Olivia stood by the window, wrapped in a silk robe, staring at the skyline she’d grown to love. In a few hours, she would walk down the aisle, not in a rushed ceremony of confusion, but in a moment filled with love, choice, and belonging.Behind her, her mother hummed softly as she helped the stylist set up makeup brushes and jewelry boxes. The air smelled faintly of peonies and perfume.“Are you nervous?” her mother asked gently.Olivia turned with a shaky smile. “A little. I keep thinking this is really happening.”Mrs. Bennett walked up to her and took her hands. “You deserve every bit of this happiness, my darling. You’ve been through so much, and now look at you. You’re marrying a man who truly loves you.”Tears filled Olivia’s eyes, but her mother brushed them away. “Don’t cry yet

Their days were a blend of laughter, passion, and exploration.They visited Montmartre, where a street artist insisted on drawing them. Sebastian stood behind Olivia with his arm around her waist, both laughing as the artist sketched them with exaggeratedly romantic expressions.They visited the Palace of Versailles, wandering through gilded halls and endless gardens. At one point, Sebastian pulled her into a quiet alcove and whispered, “I want to kiss you.”“You always want to kiss me,” she teased.“Always,” he murmured against her lips.They kissed again, hidden by marble columns and history.Their nights were filled with passion.The Paris suite became their private world.Some nights were slow and tender, Sebastian tracing every curve of her body with his hands, his mouth, his whispered adoration. He worshiped her as if she were art. As if she were the most precious thing he’d ever touched.Other nights were heated, breathless, when desire overwhelmed them both, pulling them into

As the sun began to set, fairy lights shimmered across the yard. A soft romantic song filled the air.Sebastian extended his hand. “May I have this dance, Mrs. Hart?”Olivia placed her hand in his. “Always.”They swayed gently, surrounded by family who watched with warm, knowing smiles.Her head rested on his chest. His hands held her protectively.“Paris was magical,” she whispered. “But this feels like home.”He kissed her forehead. “Because home is wherever you are.”Her heart melted.Her mother stood up with a wine glass, her voice soft but firm.“My daughter has always carried a quiet strength,” Mrs. Bennett said. “And I prayed she would meet a man who saw it. Who cherished it. Sebastian, thank you for loving my child the way she deserves.”Sebastian bowed his head respectfully. “Thank you for trusting me with her.”Olivia wiped her tears.Joel shouted from the other end, “Alright, alright, before we all start crying, tell us when the grandchildren are coming!”Sebastian choked o

The morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, bathing the room in a soft golden hue. Olivia stirred awake, the sheets tangled around her legs, and slowly opened her eyes. The sight that met her was enough to make her heart skip a beat: Sebastian, shirtless, tousled hair falling slightly over his forehead, still sleeping peacefully beside her. His arm draped lazily over her waist, pulling her closer, anchoring her to him.She smiled softly..This was her life now. Married to the man she loved. Sleeping beside him every night. Waking up to his presence every morning. And yet, she knew that reality wouldn’t always be as serene. Hart Industries didn’t run itself, and Sebastian didn’t take the day off just because he had a wife now.But somehow, balancing marriage and work felt easier with him by her side.Carefully, she disentangled herself from the sheets and padded over to the kitchen, barefoot. She found the kettle, filling it with water for their