The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 221

Striding out of the main entrance of Skyline Center, Simon felt like he was walking on air. He stuffed the freshly signed supplementary agreement into his jacket pocket, spun around, and practically bowed down to Noah.

"Mr. Carter, I'm deadly serious. From now on, you're my brother from another mother!"

He grabbed Noah's shoulders, his expression fawning. "I didn't know who I was dealing with before. From this day forward, you say jump, I ask 'how high.' If you say left, I'll never go right!"

Noah side-stepped to avoid his grasp. "The company simply sees your potential. It has nothing to do with me."

Simon grinned like a fox. He knew better.

Capitalists didn't care about potential; this added insurance on the contract was entirely for the sake of the CEO's nephew.

Noah had nine days of vacation remaining.

Because of his presence, the white cottage's yard became a delivery point for fresh ingredients, specialized prenatal meals, and imported cribs and strollers. The special assistant delivered them with a beaming smile, claiming it was all part of President Turner's "employee wellness program."

Clara's mom and dad weren't fools; it was an unspoken understanding. Everyone knew exactly who was actually responsible for this generosity.

In the mornings, Noah helped Clara's dad tend to the garden.

Their conversations ranged from pruning fruit trees to general wellness, and eventually to preventing common childhood illnesses.

Clara's dad grew more fond of him by the day. He whispered to his wife in private, "That boy... if only Clara had met him sooner, maybe she wouldn't have..."

He stopped himself there, falling silent.

In the afternoons, assuming his role as her doctor, Noah took Clara for walks along Harbor Loop.

He always walked on the side closest to traffic, sharing funny stories about the children at the hospital until Clara laughed so hard she cried.

Under the glow of the sunset on the seventh day, Clara couldn't hold back anymore. She turned to him.

"Noah, this vacation... you really took it just to keep me company, didn't you?"

"The timing just worked out. It was convenient," Noah replied with a deflective smile, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.

"Besides, seeing you and 'Peanut' settled here allows me to return to my practice in Brighton City with peace of mind. Otherwise, I'd feel like I abandoned a patient halfway through treatment. That goes against my professional ethics."

As for what was "convenient"—whether it was convenient to see Clara or convenient to visit his uncle—he left unsaid.

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