Ryan handed the clothes to Cecelia and ran back to get his things.
Cecelia closed the door and sat on the sofa. Soon, Damien Vaughn came out, drying his short hair.
Although both were wrapped in bathrobes, what had just happened felt fresh in their minds. When their eyes met, they both reflexively shied away.
Cecelia had never expected Damien Vaughn to be so shy. ’She really loved seeing him like this, all sensual and shy.’
She averted her gaze for a moment to compose herself, then looked at him with her usual commanding expression.
"I got you a couple of new outfits. Come on, get changed."
Damien Vaughn had just told her about Sherry’s mother’s health issues. He explained that Sherry had grown used to having him around and would worry if he didn’t come home.
Cecelia had offered to drive him back, so he had no choice but to wear the clothes she’d brought.
After Cecelia spoke, he obediently walked over.
He turned his back, slipped off his bathrobe, and started putting on the white shirt.
His movements were swift, and the sophisticated aura that perfectly matched the suit instantly reappeared.
"What are you hiding for? Turn around and let me see if it fits."
Damien Vaughn: "..."
Still, he obediently turned to face her.
Cecelia watched his long fingers fasten one button, then two, then three...
He tucked the well-fitting shirt into his trousers. As he expertly fastened the button with one hand, her mind went fuzzy again.
That familiar Damien Vaughn, the Damien Vaughn who had dressed in front of her countless times, was back!
’Why had I never noticed how handsome, how sexy, he looked just buttoning his shirt?’
Cecelia’s heart pounded wildly, and she unconsciously murmured, "Damien..."
Damien Vaughn’s hand shook, and he fumbled with the button.
’He finally understood why he had married her.’
’This wife of his didn’t just devour a man whole; she sucked the very marrow from his bones.’
’Every time she said his name, it struck him right in the heart. A single glance from her was enough to have him completely wrapped around her finger.’
Damien Vaughn couldn’t help but look over at Cecelia Archer.
She was leaning back on the sofa, her face flushed. She was clearly embarrassed, but she still summoned her courage, met his gaze, and spoke.
"Candy has wanted a little brother or sister for a long time. I was foolish before... How about I have another baby with you?"
Even though they had already been intimate two or three times in the last few hours, Damien Vaughn still felt the blood rush to his head when he heard her words.
"Weren’t you just..."
"That was then, this is now... Don’t you want to have one with me?"
’How could I possibly not want to?’
Damien Vaughn’s Adam’s apple bobbed. ’She has no idea how devastating a woman like her is to a man.’
"But..."
"I promise I won’t cry this time, okay...?"
Cecelia Archer and Damien Vaughn didn’t sleep all night, and neither did Ryan.
Strangely, when the three of them met the next morning, they were all in high spirits.


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