Loving You Is Not An Accident: It's Destiny 199 What's Your Relationship To Her?

It was Clark who snored. They saw Clark's head hang low while he's still sitting. The parents laughed without a sound careful not to awaken the child. Clifford stood up and carried his son in his arms and then he went to where Ingrid stands and placed his hand on her lower back.

Clifford smile. "You knew there's a secret room here?"

"But of course! Your father hid nothing from me. I am familiar in every part of this company, it's just that I don't know where it is exactly… So, where to?"

Clifford walked to his book shelf behind his table, took it and pressed the code which is inside the book. Suddenly, she heard an electronic sound on the wall, just beside the bookshelf.

Ingrid's mouth fell open in amazement.

"Come now, Love. Our son's getting heavy now." Clifford let out a soft chuckle.

As they entered, they were welcomed with a bluish gray wall which is very cool to Ingrid's eyes. The room is having an inviting feel to let you rest, in addition to the smell of chamomile scent puffed from the electronic air freshener. Her body aches to lay down on the white king size bed, but her attention s.h.i.+fted to the movement of the curtains, that is remotely controlled, to show her a floor to ceiling gla.s.s window exposing the blinding ray of the sun but with an overwhelming view of the city.

Ingrid swiftly went to the window to take a look at the view.

"This is so lovely. Can I go here everytime?" she asked, still her eyes lingered on the view. It seems to her that the clouds are near her reach.

All of a sudden, she felt strong hands glide sinuously from her back and locked it on her belly. Entrapping her with his wide and well-built chest making her feel so tiny that could be crushed anytime.

Clifford sniffed Ingrid's neck.

"Hmmm… as you often as you want… me…"

Ingrid felt his hot breath on her nape which sends tingling sensation starting from her nape travelled through her back up to her core. She even felt 'something' protruding behind her.

"You smell so good, love…" Clifford huskily uttered which made Ingrid let out a seductive moan.

The wife tilted her head sideways inviting the husband to capture her again with his pa.s.sionate kiss. Clifford did not waste any second as he roughly imprisoned Ingrid's lips to his. His hands move to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, cupping it to his satisfaction.

"Uhhmm…" soft pleasures of moan were let out from them as they're catching their breaths. However, Ingrid's medicines started to take effect on her body making her so sleepy.

Leisurely, Clifford drags himself away from his way because she seems not responding anymore and to his amus.e.m.e.nt, Ingrid, for the second time since they met, fell asleep in his arms. Gently, she placed his wife on the bed beside their son. His gape demonstrated deep affection for the two.

Quietly, he sits on one of the chairs on a fluffy carpet and between it is a coffee table that is opposite the bed. He took his phone and dialled someone's number but his eyes never left the two who are peacefully asleep on the bed.

"Good day, when will it be ready?" Clifford asked the man on the other line.

"Before the target date, young master." The man answered politely.

"Make sure to finish 'everything' a week before we'll go to Vienna…" Clifford placed more emphasis on the word everything as he wanted the whole thing just right.

"Yes, young master, as you have instructed we will do."

"Good." Then Clifford hangs up the phone.

As much as he wanted to sleep next to his wife and son, he could not, since he needs to finish the pending works first so that he could have more time with them when they are at home. He planted kiss on Ingrid's lips and on his son's forehead before heading back to his office.

♥…♥…♥…

Meanwhile at the photography studio while they were all eating the sumptuous meal given to them by the CEO and the young madam…

All of them are all praises to their bosses and expressed their all out support to their marriage. Some even commented to marry someone like Clifford or Ingrid. The ladies were all daydreaming state while the men keep on teasing them and told them that they're being childishness and discouraging them not to desire the same love story like their bosses because the men said that it happens only in rich people.

These p.i.s.s off some of the female employees and in turn speak angrily to the men. But seems the men are unaffected but just laughed at them.

However, one of them seemed uninterested in their topic but seems her mind is preoccupied with something and her tongue is itching to ask the man sitting opposite her.

"Mr. Measley, I – I mean – we are curious about what you said earlier to our young madam. What's your relations.h.i.+p to her?" the director suddenly asked because her curiosity wouldn't leave her mind.

Sheldon smirked handsomely at the director.