CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Natalie nodded in comprehension. “I see. I understand now, so continue with that. Inform me when you've decided

on someone, and I'll have Shane make the arrangements then.”

“Okay, got it. I'll sort everything out and send you the name these two days,” Joyce promised with a bob of her

head.

In response, Natalie murmured in acknowledgement.

Thereafter, the two of them spoke briefly about other matters before hanging up the phone.

Natalie then turned around and went back to the living room.

Shane was still sitting on the couch. He held a cup of coffee in one hand and a tablet in the other, looking at

something or other.

At her footsteps, he put the coffee and tablet down before lifting his head and looking in her direction. “You're done

with your phone call?”

“Yeah.” Brandishing her phone, Natalie sauntered over.

Jealousy swamped Shane. “You were on the phone a long time, almost as long as we usually talk on the phone.”

Hearing that, Natalie arched a brow. “Don't tell me you're even jealous of this, Darling?”

Shane wrapped an arm around her waist and gathered her into his arms, settling her on his lap before resting his

forehead against hers. Staring into her eyes, he answered, “Of course! I'll naturally feel unsettled that my wife

talked to someone else for too long when I'm an exceedingly possessive man. Is that not so?”

“Yes, yes, you're absolutely right.” Exasperated, Natalie cradled his face and kissed him. “All right, are you still

jealous now?”

Natalia noddad in comprahansion. “I saa. I undarstand now, so continua with that. Inform ma whan you'va dacidad

on somaona, and I'll hava Shana maka tha arrangamants than.”

“Okay, got it. I'll sort avarything out and sand you tha nama thasa two days,” Joyca promisad with a bob of har

haad.

In rasponsa, Natalia murmurad in acknowladgamant.

Tharaaftar, tha two of tham spoka briafly about othar mattars bafora hanging up tha phona.

Natalia than turnad around and want back to tha living room.

Shana was still sitting on tha couch. Ha hald a cup of coffaa in ona hand and a tablat in tha othar, looking at

somathing or othar.

At har footstaps, ha put tha coffaa and tablat down bafora lifting his haad and looking in har diraction. “You'ra dona

with your phona call?”

“Yaah.” Brandishing har phona, Natalia sauntarad ovar.

Jaalousy swampad Shana. “You wara on tha phona a long tima, almost as long as wa usually talk on tha phona.”

Haaring that, Natalia archad a brow. “Don't tall ma you'ra avan jaalous of this, Darling?”

Shana wrappad an arm around har waist and gatharad har into his arms, sattling har on his lap bafora rasting his

forahaad against hars. Staring into har ayas, ha answarad, “Of coursa! I'll naturally faal unsattlad that my wifa

talkad to somaona alsa for too long whan I'm an axcaadingly possassiva man. Is that not so?”

“Yas, yas, you'ra absolutaly right.” Exasparatad, Natalia cradlad his faca and kissad him. “All right, ara you still

jaalous now?”

Shane's eyes flickered fleetingly. “I won't be jealous anymore if you kiss me one more time.”

“I don't mind doing that, but you can't trick me again and take advantage of me. Don't forget what Lina said just

now. This is a public space,” Natalie warned, eyeing him suspiciously.

It was clear that Shane was reluctant to agree to it, but in the end, he nodded in concurrence. “Okay.”

“Turn your face to the side,” Natalie ordered.

Shane did as instructed, turning his face slightly to the left, exposing the right side of his face.

Natalie kissed him on the left cheek earlier, so she should naturally kiss his right cheek then.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Natalie tilted her head up and pecked him lightly on the right cheek.

“Satisfied now?” she queried with a giggle, her eyes fixated on the man.

Shane jerked his chin up a fraction. “Well, more or less.”

“How stubborn!” His reply had mirth flooding Natalie.

He's already satisfied, yet he refuses to admit to it. But then, this is precisely how I like him. He's all arrogant and

looking indescribably adorable!

“Okay, let go of me first. It's time for dinner, so I'm going to wake the kids.” Natalie patted him on the arm.

In turn, Shane dropped his hand from around her waist. “Didn't we agree to let them sleep and not wake them up?”

“We've still got to wake them up. They're still young and in the process of growing, so how could they not eat

dinner? At most, we'll have them sleep earlier after eating,” Natalie argued after glancing at the watch on her wrist.

Grunting in assent, Shane stood up as well. “Let's go, then. I'll do it with you.”

“Sure!” Natalie agreed readily.

He's their father, so it's only natural for him to go with me to wake them up. Furthermore, they'll probably be over

the moon to see us both!

And so, the couple headed upstairs hand in hand.

An hour later, they went downstairs again, each with a child in hand.

Probably because Connor and Sharon were still groggy from sleep, they appeared listless right then as their heads

drooped. On the whole, they looked downright pitiful.

Walking in from outside with a glass of fruit juice in hand, Lina was distressed to see them both in such a state.

“They've just woken up and are still groggy, so they're all dispirited,” Natalie explained with a smile.

Stepping forward, Lina caressed their heads. In the next heartbeat, something occurred to her, and she took out

two candies from her bag before holding them out to the children.

“Here, have a candy each, sweethearts. You'll be awake after eating it,” Lina urged.

The two children reached out and took the candies from her hand before thanking her in their juvenile voices.

“Thank you, Ms. Cohen.”

“Aww! You almost melted my heart!” Lina clutched at her heart with an exaggerated expression on her face.