Chapter 132: Chapter 132

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As soon as it was dawn, I nimbly removed Wyatt’s hand that wrapped around my waist and crept away from Wyatt’s embrace while making sure that I was quiet and careful as much as I could.

Immediately, I placed a pillow in my previous position and let Wyatt hug the pillow instead.

Wyatt didn't move or shake at all, seemingly very oblivious to my actions. Clearly, Wyatt was so worn out due to the hectic work he had been doing.

Thinking about it made my heart ache a lot. I had to use all I could to retrain myself from stroking his sleeping face and telling him it'd be alright.

I began to tiptoe while trying to make my breathing as silent as possible as I made my way toward the door.

As soon as I reached the door, I quietly placed my hand on it before turning the doorknob silently.

I tiptoed out of the room, walked out of the bedroom, and continued to make my way towards the kitchen.

As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, I made my way towards the apron section.

I wore it and made my way to the fridge, wanting to cook a healthy meal for my wife.

Throughout the whole ordeal, I tried to keep my actions very silent so I wouldn’t mistakenly wake Wyatt up.

I sighed and wiped my sweat in relief, staring at my handiwork. The aroma of my meal pervaded the kitchen, making me very satisfied. I knew Wyatt would be satisfied with it.

I stretched my hand and wiped the bead of sweat from my face. Perhaps it's because of the baby I'm carrying that I find myself getting tired easily, unlike before.

My hand moved towards my stomach, and I caressed my slightly bulging stomach happily. I can’t wait to have our little Wyatt…

Suddenly, familiar muscular hands wrapped around my waist and head lay on my shoulder, interjecting my thoughts. "Naughty." Wyatt muttered in a deep and husky, hoarse voice. His breath fanned my neck, making me shiver deliciously.

I touched my nose and turned to Wyatt. I tiptoed, wrapped my hands around Wyatt’s neck, and placed my head on his chest, sighing in contentment.

Being in Wyatt's arms made my weariness diffuse without a trace. "Wyatt, when did you wake up?" I didn't even hear his footsteps.

"The beginning," Wyatt responded huskily and effortlessly lifted me in bridal-carry. I wrapped my legs around Wyatt’s waist and sighed in contentment.

My eyes flew wide open, and I stared at Wyatt upon hearing his response. I thought I was being silent, and I didn't manage to wake Wyatt up, but it turns out that Wyatt already knew when I left the bedroom, but he just didn't want to burst my bubble.

A trace of warmth seeped into my heart, and my heart softened. I placed a kiss on Wyatt's lips. "I love you, hubby."

"Love you, little bunny." Wyatt’s lips curved up in response. He turned on his heels and began to stroll out of the kitchen, making his way towards the stairs that led to our bedroom.

Immediately, I clung to Wyatt's hand anxiously and pointed at the kitchen. "I haven't packed the meals yet." I cried out.

"Someone will." He retorted and carried me into the bathroom without giving me a chance to respond.

As soon as we stepped into the bathroom, Wyatt made me use my hands again before he finally bathed us and got me dressed.

I held Wyatt's hand while swinging it playfully, my eyes darting around the alpha and his top officials' buildings.

To Wyatt’s unhappiness, I was currently dressed in a white t-shirt and a high-waist plaid skirt that fell above my knees.

Since Wyatt made my hands hurt, I became infuriated and refused to wear the baggy clothes he arranged for me.

I swung Wyatt's hand fiercely and giggled in amusement at his dark expression. Thinking about something, my lips curved up in amusement. I turned to Wyatt seriously. “Everyone wants to flaunt their partner except you. What if I ended up becoming an idol in the..."

"Don't even think about it." Wyatt fiercely declared with a clenched jaw and fierce eyes.

Seeing Wyatt's dark expression made me want to laugh, but I knew better than to laugh. My hands still hurt a lot, and the last thing I wanted was to let them hurt more.

I wrapped my hands around Wyatt and fixed my eyes on his face. "Hubby, I promise to be good, okay? I won't run around at all, and I will not take a step out of your office until it's time to close, okay?" I pouted and blinked my eyes at Wyatt coquettishly.

Wyatt raised his left hand and pulled my cheek gently before patting my head softly. "Okay." He agreed

I beamed at him in delight, causing his lips to curve upward slightly.

"I can't wait to see Wyatt's. HM. Hubby's office..." Before I could complete my words, a familiar agarwood scent drifted into my nose, making my excitement diffuse.

Wyatt's hold on my waist tightened, and he turned. His calm expression broke, and his face darkened upon seeing Oswald making his way towards us. "Why are you here?" His face contorted into a scowl.

"My mate is here; what do you expect?" Oswald smirked leisurely and began to stride towards us.

My face reddened in fury, and I directed a glare at Oswald. That scum!

Because I haven't taken a step from the mansion, it's been two months since I met Oswald, and I expected Oswald to have changed and moved on. I didn't expect Oswald to have gotten the news of my arrival as soon as we arrived. I thought he would have changed, but it turned out that he’s more of the jerk he was.

Oswald eyes me from head to toe and whistles lewdly while stroking his chin shamelessly. "Look so hot. I can't wait to pump my seed and watch your flat stomach bulge with my child." He expressed in a lewd voice that was filled with wants for me.

My eyes reddened, and a wave of fury overwhelmed me. This person is really so shameless. He had even gotten worse after announcing our relationship to the world. I really wished I could smack sense into Oswald.

Upon seeing Wyatt’s throbbing vein and his clenched fist, a sense of regret overwhelmed me immediately.

If I had known that this was how it'd end up, I would've stayed home. I should have expected that Oswald wouldn’t stay still after finding the chance to see me since the past two months.

Despite the thoughts flickering through my mind, I donned a sweet smile and gave no chance for the emotions to surface on my face.

I wrapped my hands around Wyatt's arm and flashed him a sweet smile. Inwardly, I promised not to give Oswald the chance to ruin the fun for Wyatt and me.

This is the first time I’m visiting Wyatt’s husband, and I can’t let Oswald's attendance ruin things for Wyatt and me. Moreover, made Wyatt regret bringing me to the office.

"Hubby, do you have something to do here? Let's go already." I loudly stated while beaming and batting my eyelashes at Wyatt, pretending not to notice Oswald.

Seeing my expression, an amused glint flickered past Wyatt’s eye. Wyatt's expression turned calm, and he rubbed my head softly. “En.”

Seeing Wyatt calm down, I exhaled and tugged at Wyatt’s hand before pouting my lips coquettishly. "Hubby, my body hurts. Hurry up and carry me." I cried out in a pitiful and soft voice. We were acting as if Oswald wasn’t present.

"En. Wyatt’s princess." Wyatt’s lips curled up. He extended his right hand and made sure his left hand was a bit separated from his body. He was trying to secure the lunchbox in his hand.

A trace of warmth invaded my heart, making my lips curvy. I gently got on Wyatt and wrapped my hand around Wyatt’s neck.

Without taking a glance at Oswald, we made our way towards Wyatt’s office.

The last thing I caught sight of was the annoyance that overwhelmed Oswald’s eyes.

Wyatt pushed the door and strode towards a sofa before placing me on it carefully.

Wyatt straightened his back and attempted to place the lunchbox on his table, but before he could, I grabbed Wyatt by his collar and kissed his lips deeply. “Hubby, don’t be angry.” I gently coaxed

Wyatt's lips curled up, and he ruffled my head softly. “Be good.” He stated clearly that he was trying to express that I was the one thinking too much.

My lips curled up, and I exhaled in relief. I smiled and nodded my head obediently. “Ok…”

Bang!

The sudden kicking of the door interrupted Wyatt and me and made the door open ajar.

Immediately, Oswald strode into the office while holding a bouquet of a variety of roses.

My expression changed, and I glared at Oswald. Why was it that it was when I’m getting relieved that he appeared to fan the flame hotter?

Wyatt wrapped his hand around me as if to comfort me. He purred gently, soothing me.

I found my anger diffusing immediately upon recalling my baby. I can’t let Oswald ruin my mood, causing damage to my baby’s health.

Wyatt’s expression turned cold, and his eyes turned sharp. “What are you doing here?” Despite Wyatt’s cold expression, his voice was surprisingly calm. Too calm to be true

Oswald took a step towards us and tucked his hand into his pocket. His eyes landed on my face, and his expression softened before they landed on Wyatt calmly. “Let's talk.”

“No.” Wyatt retorted firmly without a thought.

Oswald’s expression changed into a cold one, and his mismatched eyes became piercing. A faint smell of gunpowder seems to fill the room, causing the room to become tense. “I want Maia…”

“Scram!” Wyatt roared coldly, not even giving Oswald the chance to complete his sentence.

Oswald sneered coldly. “Think you can hoard her forever? She’s my mate; we have a mate bond. Her wolf will call for me soon.” He muttered in a serious voice, but I couldn’t help but hear the pride in his voice.

I smacked my lips together. It turns out that this was where this bastard was waiting for me. But still, I won’t give him the chance to spoil our good mood. “Stop thinking nonsense. My wolf isn’t stupid to call for you after all you have done.”

Oswald’s lips curled up, and his eyes fell on me. “Really?” His eyes crinkled with an enigmatic voice.

My heart couldn’t help skipping a beat. I had a feeling that this person was up to no good. “I…”

Before I could complete my words, Oswald suddenly used his speed and appeared right in front of me. He placed the bouquet in my hand and placed a short peck on my lips before any of us could process it.

Bang!

The sudden kick by Wyatt on Oswald’s legs made me jump slightly.

“Wyatt!” Oswald seethed, but his lips curled up in relish. He straightened his back and leisurely strolled out of the office in a good mood.

My hand hurriedly grabbed Wyatt’s hand in panic and remorse. “Wyatt, I…”

I’m back guys. I’m so sorry. Thank you for staying around. Love you