CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Shane wrapped his arms around her from behind and nuzzled her earlobe, then asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you

like it?”

Natalie nodded. “Of course. It feels good to have such a view of the sea. I only used to fly back, and the view from

the plane was very limited. Planes also move much faster. In short, it can't compare to the view from a cruise ship.”

Chuckling, Shane said, “This cruise ship still doesn't have a name. As the cruise ship's owner, why don't you give it a

name?”

“The cruise ship's owner?” Natalie was momentarily stunned. Then, she turned to face Shane and asked, “You

mean me?”

She pointed at herself as she spoke.

Shane nodded. “That's right. When I bought this cruise ship, I put down your name. So, this cruise ship is yours. It's

a gift from me.”

Her eyes widened, clearly dumbfounded.

“Don't you like it?” Shane asked as he looked at her.

“No, that's not it at all! I'm just surprised. I'm surprised at getting such an expensive gift,” Natalie quickly explained

with a gulp.

A cruise ship! I never imagined I'd receive a cruise ship as a present!

Shane stroked her hair as he said, “There's nothing to be surprised about. You have a wealthy husband, so isn't it

only right that I give you such gifts? Besides, I heard that one of my friends bought his wife a cruise ship as a gift,

and she went around bragging to everyone. Since you're the wife of the wealthiest man in the country, how can

you not have a cruise ship? If someone else's wife has one, so should you.”

Natalie did not know whether to laugh or cry at his logic. “Are you trying to compete with others to see who loves

their spouses more? I thought only women would do such things, never imagining you would be just like that.”

Natalie laughed. “Does that mean you'll buy me a plane or a manor next time?”

Shane lifted his chin and declared proudly, “Of course! I can afford them all!”

Leaning into his warm embrace, Natalie replied, “Okay, then. I can't wait.”

Love was in the air as the couple stood on the deck, murmuring sweet nothings to each other.

Gazing down at her, Shane said, “You still haven't said what you want to name this cruise ship.”

“Hmm, let me think. Since it's mine, I should give it a nice name.” Natalie cocked her head slightly to one side, deep

in thought.

Shane waited patiently.

After a few minutes, Natalie's eyes twinkled. “Darling, what do you think if I name the cruise ship The Dawn?”

“Dawn?” Shane arched an eyebrow questioningly.

Natalie nodded. “Yes, dawn. When I saw the lightning rod of this cruise ship from the villa's third-floor balcony, I

knew it was you. At that moment, it felt like I was finally looking at the first rays of hope after an endless night of

despair. That's why I want to name it The Dawn.”

“All right. Let's name it The Dawn. When we get back, I'll get someone to put the name on it,” Shane responded

with a smile.

“Okay,” Natalie replied with a smile.

“It's getting late. Let's get some rest first.” He took her hand and led her back to their cabin.

By the time Natalie awoke, it was already light out.

When Natalie walked to the window and spotted the pier not too far away, her eyes lit up. “Darling! Wake up! Have

we arrived?”

Shane was still asleep and only opened his eyes when he heard her voice.

He sat up in bed, pulled on his clothes, and got out of bed. “Let me take a look.”

After looking out the window, he murmured an acknowledgment and said, “Yes, we've arrived. The plane that Silas

arranged to pick us up is also here.”

“That's great! I'll be able to see Connor and Sharon in another three hours,” Natalie exclaimed, clasping her hands

together happily. Then, she added a little wistfully, “And Anders too. Oh, I wonder how he is now.”

Now that I think about it, Anders has been in the incubator for a month.

Seeing Natalie's face fall, Shane hugged her and said, “We'll go to see Anders after a few days. From what I've

heard from his doctor, Anders is doing well. We should be able to bring him home after another eight months.”

“All right. Let's nome it The Down. When we get bock, I'll get someone to put the nome on it,” Shone responded

with o smile.

“Okoy,” Notolie replied with o smile.

“It's getting lote. Let's get some rest first.” He took her hond ond led her bock to their cobin.

By the time Notolie owoke, it wos olreody light out.

When Notolie wolked to the window ond spotted the pier not too for owoy, her eyes lit up. “Dorling! Woke up! Hove

we orrived?”

Shone wos still osleep ond only opened his eyes when he heord her voice.

He sot up in bed, pulled on his clothes, ond got out of bed. “Let me toke o look.”

After looking out the window, he murmured on ocknowledgment ond soid, “Yes, we've orrived. The plone thot Silos

orronged to pick us up is olso here.”

“Thot's greot! I'll be oble to see Connor ond Shoron in onother three hours,” Notolie excloimed, closping her honds

together hoppily. Then, she odded o little wistfully, “And Anders too. Oh, I wonder how he is now.”

Now thot I think obout it, Anders hos been in the incubotor for o month.

Seeing Notolie's foce foll, Shone hugged her ond soid, “We'll go to see Anders ofter o few doys. From whot I've

heord from his doctor, Anders is doing well. We should be oble to bring him home ofter onother eight months.”