CEO’s Romantic Affair

For a week, Cathryn had stayed home, and the phone calls from Keith went from three times a day to five times. When her mild, calm-natured parents were getting annoyed, Cathryn had to pack and leave for the island.

This was the first time that Cathryn came back from home without having Keith pick her up in person. When they walked to the waiting car, it was John the butler taking her luggage and walking to the driver’s seat. Cathryn was slightly disappointed. The butler seemed to have guessed her emotions, as he explained.

“The master has been in Japan these days, Miss. Since you are back with us, he should be coming home very soon.”

Keith never said anything about Japan when he was on the phone. Now thinking about the roaming phone charge, Cathryn felt pain and answered.

“His work is important. It’s fine.”

John nodded and smiled. “In the heart of the master, Miss Riley is important, too.”

It hit Cathryn like a shock. Before she could realize it, they had already stopped at the door of the house. Cathryn stepped off the car and gave John a bag of snacks made by her father from the suitcase. Seeing the neatly packed dry Pretzels in the plastic bag, John’s eyes lit up.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Cathryn knew it from Keith that John was a foodie. When they came to California, John was surprised to find so many local treats. The food here made him linger, and later when he decided to move his business here, John did not hesitate to follow him and to settle on the Flower Island.

The various private cooks here from different cultures were selected by John on his rare trips here and there. None of them are cheap, though, so it seemed John was not the only foodie here.

Seeing John happy, Cathryn was glad too. The end of the test gave her some relief that it was time for her to relax and wait for the baby. Her spirit went high, and her love for games had returned. She asked John and a few staff to play card games together.

For John, however, to learn how to play anything, even games, a professional teacher was a must. If not, then it would not be real playing.

They couldn’t find a game that they all knew how to play, so Cathryn tried to teach some of them to play bridge.

Everyone was playing simply for entertainment but still obliged Cathryn’s proposal to bet on some changes. After an afternoon of playing, Cathryn was thrilled to have accumulated a few hundred dollars.

Few had expected Cathryn to be so good. Seeing her playmates a little grumpy, Cathryn joyfully put the money away and said to them, “There is also an unwritten rule here, “Do not bet your luck against pregnant women.”

Seeing the game was finished, the workers put down their cards, politely excused themselves, and went back to work.

Despite being a little upset, they were still happy that their mistress had a good time. There wasn’t much money involved, and everyone had enjoyed the afternoon.

In an office building in Tokyo, Keith Clarkson had one more meeting to go in the evening. So he took the first plane back to LA, and his private jet landed on his island at ten in the evening, and John was waiting for him by the car. As soon as he handed him the briefcase, Keith asked, “Where’s Miss Riley?”

“Miss Riley is upstairs. At this hour, I should assume she is asleep.” The butler answered.

Slightly disappointed, Keith set himself straight and closed his eyes for some rest.

The acquisition had been closed, and the rest of the work was handed over to Jeremy. From now he would have more time with her, and tonight would be one of the many.

When he entered the house, he walked upstairs on his toes. At the end of the stairs, Keith looked up at Cathryn’s bedroom door and stood silent for a long while.

He could hear a shallow breathing sound not so far away.

He suddenly realized something. A smile went over his fatigue, and his blank eyes lit up into a warm tenderness.

Taking off his shoes, he went to his bedroom and changed into a pair of linen slippers. The soft soles touched the ground with not a single sound.

He walked to the sofa in the study. His unborn child’s mother was lying on her back, and she bulged pregnant belly moving up and down with her breath.

They hadn’t seen each other for over a week, and she now looked even more adorable than a week ago. She was well pregnant but not fatter, and her delicate small face was buried in her scattered hair, her eyelashes leaving a long shadow on the lower eyelid from the dim light.

This was the least comfortable position for a pregnant lady.

Keith walked over and carefully placed his hand under his shoulder and knees. The sleeping beauty frowned, so he slowed down even more until he held her up after a long wait.

He had held her before, and now he could feel more weight. After all, there was now another creature in her, making good reasons for her to grow.

Keith, holding her lady, walked carefully to her bedroom.

The bedroom was lit, with yellow light softly scattered over the bed. The purple bed was dyed into a warm shade. He put her down and watched her sleeping face, his heart melted into a summer lake, and her occasional hums blew happy swirls on the calm surface.

As he was watching her, Cathryn rolled over and swung her belly all of a sudden on one side.

With an “Ouch!” The young woman woke up, reaching her hands to her sore back. She tried to turn back again like a turtle turned over, but before she had given her strength, her shoulders were held by a pair of big hands.

The familiar smell and heat woke her completely. She looked up at Keith sitting on the edge of the bed and grinned a big smile.