My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 371

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: A Younger Brother or Sister

"Damien, you’re awake?"

Sensing his movement, Cecelia didn’t have time to wipe her tears away. She immediately sat up and leaned over him.

"How are you feeling? Does your head still hurt? Does anywhere else feel bad? Tell me, and I’ll call the doctor right away. You’ve suffered so much. I’m sorry, the other day I..."

"SOB SOB SOB... I shouldn’t have been so difficult with you, I shouldn’t have fought with you. Even though you were gone for over two months, it wasn’t on purpose. I know you never forgot me, that there’s always a place in your heart for Candy and me. I shouldn’t have... Just focus on getting better. I won’t touch you. I’ll stop using that perverted method to punish you and try to make you remember me faster. We have all the time in the world. As long as you’re okay, it doesn’t matter if you never get your memories back. I was wrong, SOB SOB SOB... You don’t secretly hate me, do you?"

Damien Vaughn looked at Cecelia, her face a mess of tears and snot, her eyes and heart completely filled with him, and a boundless sense of satisfaction washed over him.

He had suddenly remembered everything.

Everything before he left Rivia, all the recent events—it all came rushing back into his mind.

He had been worried that Cecelia would be furious about him hiding his mother’s death and that he would have to go to great lengths to coax her back.

But now, after his second uncle caused this whole scene, he hadn’t had to do a thing. Not only had Cecelia forgiven him, but she was even apologizing to him...

Damien Vaughn was smugly delighted. A mischievous thought suddenly popped into his head.

"I’m much better. Don’t cry. Was everything you just said true? Even if I never remember you, you won’t be mad at me anymore?"

Cecelia nodded frantically. "I won’t be mad, I won’t. As long as you’re okay and you come back to me safe and sound, I’ll never be angry with you again!"

Damien Vaughn continued, "You said I did something terribly wrong before, that I made you angry back in our country. You’re not holding a grudge about that either?"

"I’m not. I’m not holding a grudge about anything. The truth is, you had your difficulties and your own position. I can understand that. I was just saying the opposite of what I felt sometimes~"

"So, what was that perverted method you just mentioned, the one to make me remember you?"

Cecelia: "..."

’Isn’t that the least important part of what I just said?’

’The point is that I’m not angry anymore and I don’t want to fight with him.’

But seeing his pale face and the confused look he was giving her, she explained anyway.

"It’s just... well, what happened at the hotel these past two days... I went a little too far. Look how thin you’ve gotten. I won’t be so excessive anymore..."

’No, no, no,’ Damien Vaughn thought. ’She wasn’t being excessive at all.’

On the contrary, he had absolutely loved the way Cecelia had been these last two days.

Compared to her usual awkwardness and his constant repression, these past two days had been utter marital bliss!

"I’m thin because I haven’t been eating well, I was just hungry. It has nothing to do with that. Didn’t you say you wanted to have a baby with me? Did you change your mind?"

Cecelia: "...Let’s talk about it after you’ve slowly recovered. In any case, I..."

"No. Saying that makes me sound weak, as if I gave you a bad experience. I accept your other apologies, but not this one. The wish for a child must be fulfilled, and so must yours. We still have to have one. I can do it."

Just as he said that, Ryan returned.

Seeing that Damien Vaughn was not only awake but also talking with Cecelia, he was incredibly excited.

He rushed to Damien’s side, pouring out his heart and expressing his worries for a while before finally asking him a question.

"What were you two just talking about? What wish? What fulfillment? What ’I can do it’? President Vaughn, you’re not well right now. If there’s anything you want done, just tell me. I’ll do everything in my power to make it happen. You absolutely can’t..."

’Thanks a lot, Ryan. He just has to jump into any conversation.’

Damien Vaughn reached out and clapped a hand over his mouth.

"I’m fine now. Go tell the doctor we’re checking out."

"President Vaughn..."

"What? You’re not going to listen to me anymore?"

Such a familiar tone. Such a familiar expression. Ryan was instantly intimidated.

’Looks like President Vaughn is really okay!’

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