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Christopher has checked himself into a mental institute a few months after Daniel incapacitated him and he admitted to hiring that thug. It was a last-ditch attempt to get revenge for what happened to him.
I don’t feel the least bit sorry for him.
It took me some time, but I got over the memory of him. I no longer get panic attacks or meltdowns. Nothing could erase what happened to me, but I learned to cope with it.
To accept it as a scar and live with it.
And the reason is the man who’s rocking our baby while his muscles contract with every movement. He looks like a fucking god with his tousled hair and killer physique.
Not to mention how powerful he is.
Daniel quit being an attorney soon after he was stabbed. He told me that he picked a different career from what his family expected as a jab to his parents, to not follow in his father’s footsteps, but that was the wrong thing to base one’s future on.
He’s now the CFO of Sterling Engineering, a pillar, and the reason for Zach’s stoicism.
If I thought Daniel was cold when I worked for him at Weaver & Shaw, then Zach takes the cake. He can really be a heartless devil.
Aunt Nora, who was over the moon when I gave birth to Conrad, cried while holding him, because she probably will never be able to hold Zach’s children.
Both her sons called her dramatic.
Daniel learned to make peace with his mother, and by learned, I mean that I forced them into enough dinners together that they both nearly choked on their food.
Papa and Astrid also join us. My stepsister and I don’t paint each other’s toenails, but she respects Daniel’s choice and me whenever we meet. Uncle Henry became my papa soon after I moved back here. He makes it his mission to include me in all familial occasions.
But my small family is right here.
With that man and that four-month-old baby.
Daniel places him in his crib and quietly backs away, steps on a toy, and curses under his breath, but he swallows the sound.
I suppress my laughter and he turns around, narrowing his eyes, before he grasps my waist and slowly pushes me out, closing the door behind us.
“Are you laughing at my misery, Mrs. Sterling?”
My heart flips and my muscles loosen at the sound of my new last name. I don’t think I’ll ever not have this reaction at being called Daniel’s wife. “Who? Me?”
“Don’t give me that tone, you little minx.”
“What tone?” I drop my voice, running my fingers across his chest.
“The tone that will get you fucked until the morning and you’ll walk funny tomorrow.”
“Why do you think I’m using it, husband?”
A squeal leaps out of me as he carries me to bed.
I’m obsessed with this man as much as he’s obsessed with me.
I’m his.
He’s mine.
Probably since we were kids.
EPILOGUE - DANIEL
ONE YEAR LATER
