Forsaking the Years of Longing novel Chapter 156

Chapter 37 Dawn crept in, painting the sky with pale hues of light.

After an intense night of passion, Callan held me tightly in his arms, his body slick with sweat, yet entirely unbothered. He lazily nuzzled against my neck, his contentment palpable.

Just as I was on the verge of drifting off to sleep, he suddenly bit me lightly.

"We're married now, Caroline."

"Stop playing by those contract rules. Let's... date for real."

"..."

His only response was the sound of my steady breathing as I had already fallen asleep.

In my dream, I heard him sigh.

"Alright, take your time.. I still have a chance. You got this, Callan."

Even in my dream, I wanted to laugh.

Two years later.

The company thrived, and Callan and I had relocated to New York to expand our ventures. Every week, we visited the hospital, hoping my father would wake up.

Finally, the heavens rewarded our persistence. On the same day I found out I was pregnant, my father opened his eyes.

I burst into tears, overwhelmed with joy. Callan held me close to comfort me, which promptly led to my father demanding a broom the moment he regained full consciousness.

"Who the hell let you touch my daughter? Let her go right now!"

Half an hour later, Callan and I stood side by side at the foot of my father's bed, heads lowered like scolded children.

My father tilted his head back at a dramatic angle, staring at the ceiling in thought. "So, what you're saying is. you got married to this guy while I was unconscious, and now you're pregnant?"

I remained silent. Callan, eager to prove himself, raised his hand.