She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 732

On the other end of the line, Rowan paused. He immediately told Colin Holt and the rest of the team to pack up and head to Blackwood Manor to work, while he drove home ahead of them.

It wasn't long before the sound of the front door opening echoed from the entryway.

Lyra was sitting on the bed holding Pip. When she saw him walk into the room, looking like he had rushed all the way, her eyes widened in surprise. "Weren't you incredibly busy today? How are you back so soon?"

Rowan took off his suit jacket and handed it to the maid. "You sounded like you needed me, like you couldn't survive another second without me. So, I hurried back."

The tips of Lyra's ears burned. She quickly looked away and corrected him, "I don't need you. The baby needs you."

Rowan took the baby from her arms, leaning down to capture her lips in a long, tender kiss.

Soon, there was noise from downstairs. Colin and a few of the tech engineers had arrived. Rowan carried his son into the study.

Having a baby in the room naturally changed the entire working dynamic.

Sitting at the head of the table, Rowan lost a bit of his usual sharp edge. A relaxed, casual aura settled over him, and his handsome, chiseled features made him look even more grounded and composed.

As he discussed the ongoing projects, he would casually pull his son's little fist out of his mouth.

Pip stared up at him with big, dark eyes, occasionally babbling at his father. He was actually being quite well-behaved.

Colin and the others watched their boss holding his son, privately amazed. Who would have ever thought the untouchable, strictly professional corporate titan would turn into a doting father bouncing a baby on his knee during a meeting?

After a long day of work, night fell, leaving only the dim glow of the bedside lamp in the room.

Rowan leaned against the headboard with Pip in his arms, his gaze drifting over his son and his wife. Lyra's nightgown had ridden up when she rolled over, exposing her upper thigh and giving a subtle glimpse of her underwear.

A teasing smile played on his lips. "Three people in one bed, and two of them are wearing diapers."

He laughed at his own joke, his chest rising and falling heavily. Resting on his chest, Pip lazily peeled his eyes open, gave a confused blink, twitched his little mouth, and then dropped back to sleep.

"Are you an idiot? These are overnight period panties. How could you call them diapers?" Lyra shot back, keeping her eyes closed.

"Right. I saw you bought those tampons in the bathroom last time, too," Rowan said, turning his head to look at her. "Do you want me to help you put one in?"

The bedroom fell dead silent.

Lyra snapped her eyes open, glaring at him. When her beautiful, dark eyes went wide like that, she looked exactly like Pip.

"Is that really something the CEO of a major tech company should be saying?" she hissed.

"It's no big deal." Rowan held her gaze, a low, husky laugh escaping his throat. "When it comes to you, I'm more than happy to offer my services."

Unable to handle him, Lyra rolled over, turning her back to him and shutting her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at his smug face.

Just before she drifted off, she thought to herself that she absolutely had to cure him of that filthy mouth of his.

By the time the baby was over five months old, he was much easier to manage. He was finally willing to let Andrea and the nanny hold him, which gave Lyra a much-needed break.

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