Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 695 Being Different

"Many people in love are separated, like Gentry. He had been with Kristina for 26 years, but she had

never loved him."

"We're lucky because we love each other, and we guard each other. No matter how many twists and

turns we've experienced, we haven't been separated."

"My cowardice has once alienated us."

"Now, I'm courageous enough and hoping we could get rid of the odds between us. I want a real bond.

Christine, would you accept my apology?"

He said and looked at her affectionately, looking forward to her answer.

Christine's feelings were complicated.

She felt as touched as sorrowful with mixed feelings.

Her eyes could not help but tear up. She didn't look at Chad because she had tears in her eyes.

Chad's heart ached to see her cry.

He immediately took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

"I'm sorry, honey. It's all my fault. I had no idea how much you have put up with through these years. I

thought it would be gone with time..."

The more he spoke, the more he blamed himself.

He felt he had failed as a husband.

He always said he would love and care for her and never get her upset.

But in fact, he had failed to keep his promises.

Christine wiped her tears with a tissue as she cried.

Her years of grievance burst out after his earnest confession.

She couldn't stop crying after a long while.

Then she said in a low voice, "Okay, I'm good."

Chad looked at her with worried eyes.

Christine turned to look at him. As their eyes met, and she could quickly tell the man's sincerity and

worry.

She felt as if her heart had been touched by something soft and warm.

She grinned a thin smile.

"So you were speaking the truth from your heart?"

Chad nodded heavily and then raised his right hand. "Absolutely. I swear."

Christine lowered her eyes and fell in silence for a while.

After a while, she said, "Okay, apology accepted. I forgive you."

Chad's eyes widened in disbelief.

His face never changed even when he made deals of millions or billions of dollars, but now he smiled

so brightly.

He stepped to his wife and held her tightly.

With a thrilled and quivering voice, he said, "Thank you, honey."

Christine was shocked by his big steps. She supported her as soon as she came back to her senses.

She scolded, "What are you doing? Careful! Go back and sit down."

Chad's wounds had yet to heal. The doctor told him not to make any major movements or walk.

Otherwise, the wounds would easily be twisted or ripped off again.

Therefore, Chad's family had been very cautious these days, even when he was at home.

It was Christine who helped him get changed every day, let alone let him make any big moves.

They didn't want him to rip off his wounds or have other accidents when he got dressed.

However, the man was so excited that he ignored his wounds and almost jumped over to her.

Christine was as happy as worried. She didn't want anything to happen to his wound again.

Chad let go of her and sat back in his wheelchair. He smiled and said, "I'm fine. You don't have to

worry."

Christine glared at him, "Be careful. That wound was no joke. You could've killed yourself!"

Chad rubbed his nose and didn't dare to say anything.

Christine then called the servant over and ordered, "Get him back to the living room and call the

doctor."

The servant answered and left.

Soon after Chad was back in his room, the doctor came over.

He removed the gauze and checked Chad's wound thoroughly. As big as Chad's steps were, his

wound was fine.

Chad heaved a sigh of relief.

Then he smiled at Christine and said, "Look, I told you I'm okay. You are making a fuss."

Christine glared at him and said nothing more. Later, she asked someone to walk the doctor out.

They were no longer in the mood to get the sunbath after what had happened just now.

It was getting late, so Christine went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the day.

She usually wouldn't cook, but she was in a good mood today, so she decided to roll up her sleeves.

Chad smiled as he watched her walk into the kitchen.

Kevin and Max felt something different with their parents today as soon as they arrived home in the

evening.

Usually, when they came back, they would see their father sitting on the sofa in the living room reading

newspapers and their mother doing her skincare routine upstairs.

Or their mother would be watching TV on the sofa in the living room, while their father would be reading

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In short, they wouldn't fight, but they wouldn't be in the same room as today.

Today was different. They were staying in the same room, on one sofa, and watching TV together.

Max looked at the television. It was a soap opera for the teens.

Chad seemed to be immersed in it with Christine in his arms. The brothers looked at them in great

shock and felt their whole world had been changed.

"Kevin, pinch me to see if this is a dream."

Kevin didn't hesitate and pinched him.

"Ouch!"

Max jumped up in pain.

"Easy! I was kidding!"

Kevin glanced at him calmly. "I thought you meant it."

Max was speechless.

They were both speechless.

Max waved his hand and said, "Forget it. we've got other things to do."

He secretly pointed to the two people on the sofa and whispered, "Look at them; they look different

today, aren't they?"

Kevin's face remained calm. He said as he walked in, "What? I didn't see any difference."

He said and stepped into the living room.

Max yelled out in a hurry, "Hey, Kevin! Stop..."

It was too late. Christine and Chad had already heard their conversation.

She looked up and said, "You guys are back? Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

Kevin nodded and walked to the bathroom.