When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 141

Garth slipped free from Latham and bounced over to Dorothea. “Aunt Dorothea, will you let me be the ring bearer at your wedding?”

“Of course you can.” Dorothea’s eyes lit up with affection, a total contrast to Latham’s grumbling.

“How many bridesmaids will you have?” Garth’s mind was already turning with ideas.

Dorothea didn’t have many close girlfriends. Carmen was her best friend, and that made things simple.

“Just one, for now. She’s my best friend,” Dorothea answered.

Garth’s eyes sparkled with hope. “Is it Mamie? The one we met last time?”

That’s when Dorothea realized Garth was still hung up on Mamie. She smiled and shook her head gently. “Mamie is getting married too, so she can’t be my bridesmaid. And she’s a colleague of mine.”

Garth was old enough to get it. His face fell. “Oh, Mamie’s getting married.” He looked like he could cry at any second.

Dorothea reached out to ruffle his hair. “Don’t be sad. Give your dad a little credit, okay?”

Garth let out a heavy sigh and hung his head. “It’s fine, Aunt Dorothea.”

The sight of him looking so down tugged at Dorothea’s heart. “You should come stay with us more. I’ll spoil you rotten.”

A little distance away, Latham watched the two of them, looking way too much like mother and son, and couldn’t help but purse his lips.

Ladd shot him a look. “Seriously? You’re jealous of a kid? Grow up.”

Latham’s lips quirked, just barely, his voice full of teasing. “Why can’t I be jealous?”

“If I wasn’t, you’d probably find something else to worry about.”

Ladd just rolled his eyes and gave up trying to argue.

“Don’t worry. If Grandma wasn’t sick, she wouldn’t want me to delay it either.”

Dorothea didn’t want to get too sentimental, and Latham wasn’t about to argue. Honestly, he couldn’t wait to tell everyone that Dorothea was his wife. Just imagining Albert’s face when he found out was enough to make Latham grin.

“Oh, Scott told me he’s booked the conference room at your hotel,” he added.

Dorothea blinked, surprised. “Isn’t that a problem for Scott? I thought government departments had special hotels they had to use.”

“It’s really not an issue,” Latham reassured her. “Scott made the decision himself.”

“If he chose your hotel, it means he thinks it fits what they need. Don’t worry about it.”

They stopped at a red light and Latham leaned in close. His voice dropped. “You’re my wife. I’m supposed to take care of you. You don’t have to feel bad about that.”

His breath was warm against her ear, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.