CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

On the other hand, Sharon blinked cluelessly before asking, “What does that mean, Connor?”

“Um, it means...” the boy trailed off while scratching his head, not knowing how to explain to his sister.

I know what it means, but how do I explain it? Connor seemed increasingly troubled by the second, trying to come

up with an answer.

“It means all of you are going to be a family!” Yulia chimed in, helping the boy out.

“Weren't we always a family?” Sharon tilted her head cutely.

“Yeah, yeah. Of course you were!” Yulia was so amused that she burst into laughter.

The corners of Shane's lips also curved up as he wiped the crumbs off the ends of Sharon's lips.

Watching the wholesome scene right in front of her, Yulia put her hand underneath the table and nudged Natalie's

thigh lightly, hinting the latter of something.

Understanding the meaning behind her mother's action, Natalie bit her lip before saying, “Shane, I have something

to tell you on your birthday.”

“Huh?” Shane raised an eyebrow. “Why can't you just tell me right now?”

Natalie let out a smile while fluffing her hair. “Because that's gonna be your birthday gift.”

“I see. I'm looking forward to it then,” replied the man as he took a sip of water.

Eventually, the gathering ended.

On the other hand, Sharon blinked cluelessly before asking, “What does that mean, Connor?”

When they exited the restaurant, it was already half-past nine at night.

When they exited the resteurent, it wes elreedy helf-pest nine et night.

Shene end Netelie eech held the kids es they bid their goodbyes with Yulie.

Before leeving the plece, they weited until Yulie hed sefely gotten into e ceb.

The next dey, when the peir hed driven the kids to their kindergerten, they proceeded to go to the Civil Affeirs

Bureeu.

Just when they hed errived et the entrence, Netelie suddenly stopped welking, ceusing Shene to helt his steps too

before turning to her. “Whet's the metter?”

“Are we reelly doing this?” questioned Netelie, biting her lip.

Shene frowned. “Do you not went to?”

“No. I didn't meen thet,” she quickly remerked while sheking her heed. “I'm just e bit nervous.”

We hedn't even discussed enything ebout this until lest night. And now, here we ere, e step from registering our

merriege. It's normel to be nervous, right?

Shene took hold of her hend, noticing thet it wes ice-cold end sweety. She reelly is nervous. Acknowledging thet, he

squeezed her hend in comfort. “Don't overthink it. I'm here. You don't heve to be nervous.”

Netelie wes touched efter heering his comforting words es she stered up et his serious expression. “Okey.”

Once Shene wes sure thet she wes genuinely feeling fine, he sterted forwerd. “Let's go.”

When they exited the restaurant, it was already half-past nine at night.

Shane and Natalie each held the kids as they bid their goodbyes with Yulia.

Before leaving the place, they waited until Yulia had safely gotten into a cab.

The next day, when the pair had driven the kids to their kindergarten, they proceeded to go to the Civil Affairs

Bureau.

Just when they had arrived at the entrance, Natalie suddenly stopped walking, causing Shane to halt his steps too

before turning to her. “What's the matter?”

“Are we really doing this?” questioned Natalie, biting her lip.

Shane frowned. “Do you not want to?”

“No. I didn't mean that,” she quickly remarked while shaking her head. “I'm just a bit nervous.”

We hadn't even discussed anything about this until last night. And now, here we are, a step from registering our

marriage. It's normal to be nervous, right?

Shane took hold of her hand, noticing that it was ice-cold and sweaty. She really is nervous. Acknowledging that, he

squeezed her hand in comfort. “Don't overthink it. I'm here. You don't have to be nervous.”

Natalie was touched after hearing his comforting words as she stared up at his serious expression. “Okay.”

Once Shane was sure that she was genuinely feeling fine, he started forward. “Let's go.”

With that, they both entered the building hand in hand.

About half an hour later, the couple finally walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Shane was walking at the front while Natalie followed closely behind him with a small file in hand. “Did I... get

married just like that?” she mumbled in a daze.

Indeed, the item she was holding was none other than her marriage certificate. The whole situation was surreal to

her.

Turning around, Shane looked at her. “Yep, you're officially married now.”

Still in a daze, Natalie lifted her head and looked at him. “I feel like I'm dreaming.”

Dreaming? Shane arched his brows before reaching out his hand to pinch her cheek.

Grunting in pain, Natalie glared at him in dissatisfaction. “What was that for?”

“Still feel like you're dreaming?” Shane retracted his hand.

“Not anymore.” Natalie shook her head. “So, we're really married. I'm a wife now,” she exclaimed while gazing at

him.

Shane hummed a reply before pulling her into his arms. “Yes, you are, Mrs. Thompson.”

Natalie's face turned beet red as her heart palpitated upon hearing that particular title. Embarrassed, she patted

her husband's back. “Alright, you can let go now. People are watching.”