My Child and I Married a Billionaire

"Damien, you’re awake?"

Sensing his movement, Cecelia didn’t have time to wipe her tears away. She immediately sat up and leaned over him.

"How are you feeling? Does your head still hurt? Does anywhere else feel bad? Tell me, and I’ll call the doctor right away. You’ve suffered so much. I’m sorry, the other day I..."

"SOB SOB SOB... I shouldn’t have been so difficult with you, I shouldn’t have fought with you. Even though you were gone for over two months, it wasn’t on purpose. I know you never forgot me, that there’s always a place in your heart for Candy and me. I shouldn’t have... Just focus on getting better. I won’t touch you. I’ll stop using that perverted method to punish you and try to make you remember me faster. We have all the time in the world. As long as you’re okay, it doesn’t matter if you never get your memories back. I was wrong, SOB SOB SOB... You don’t secretly hate me, do you?"

Damien Vaughn looked at Cecelia, her face a mess of tears and snot, her eyes and heart completely filled with him, and a boundless sense of satisfaction washed over him.

He had suddenly remembered everything.

Everything before he left Rivia, all the recent events—it all came rushing back into his mind.

He had been worried that Cecelia would be furious about him hiding his mother’s death and that he would have to go to great lengths to coax her back.

But now, after his second uncle caused this whole scene, he hadn’t had to do a thing. Not only had Cecelia forgiven him, but she was even apologizing to him...

Damien Vaughn was smugly delighted. A mischievous thought suddenly popped into his head.

"I’m much better. Don’t cry. Was everything you just said true? Even if I never remember you, you won’t be mad at me anymore?"

Cecelia nodded frantically. "I won’t be mad, I won’t. As long as you’re okay and you come back to me safe and sound, I’ll never be angry with you again!"

Damien Vaughn continued, "You said I did something terribly wrong before, that I made you angry back in our country. You’re not holding a grudge about that either?"

"I’m not. I’m not holding a grudge about anything. The truth is, you had your difficulties and your own position. I can understand that. I was just saying the opposite of what I felt sometimes~"

"So, what was that perverted method you just mentioned, the one to make me remember you?"

Cecelia: "..."

’Isn’t that the least important part of what I just said?’

’The point is that I’m not angry anymore and I don’t want to fight with him.’

But seeing his pale face and the confused look he was giving her, she explained anyway.

"It’s just... well, what happened at the hotel these past two days... I went a little too far. Look how thin you’ve gotten. I won’t be so excessive anymore..."

’No, no, no,’ Damien Vaughn thought. ’She wasn’t being excessive at all.’

On the contrary, he had absolutely loved the way Cecelia had been these last two days.

Compared to her usual awkwardness and his constant repression, these past two days had been utter marital bliss!

"I’m thin because I haven’t been eating well, I was just hungry. It has nothing to do with that. Didn’t you say you wanted to have a baby with me? Did you change your mind?"

Cecelia: "...Let’s talk about it after you’ve slowly recovered. In any case, I..."

"No. Saying that makes me sound weak, as if I gave you a bad experience. I accept your other apologies, but not this one. The wish for a child must be fulfilled, and so must yours. We still have to have one. I can do it."

Just as he said that, Ryan returned.

Seeing that Damien Vaughn was not only awake but also talking with Cecelia, he was incredibly excited.

He rushed to Damien’s side, pouring out his heart and expressing his worries for a while before finally asking him a question.

"What were you two just talking about? What wish? What fulfillment? What ’I can do it’? President Vaughn, you’re not well right now. If there’s anything you want done, just tell me. I’ll do everything in my power to make it happen. You absolutely can’t..."

’Thanks a lot, Ryan. He just has to jump into any conversation.’

Damien Vaughn reached out and clapped a hand over his mouth.

"I’m fine now. Go tell the doctor we’re checking out."

"President Vaughn..."

"What? You’re not going to listen to me anymore?"

Such a familiar tone. Such a familiar expression. Ryan was instantly intimidated.

’Looks like President Vaughn is really okay!’

After getting the doctor’s approval, they returned to the hotel.

He had gotten a few stitches, after all, and the wound still hurt. After returning to the hotel, Damien Vaughn had to stay in bed and rest, except for meals.

He asked Cecelia to lie down and sleep beside him, but she didn’t dare.

He was too... you know. The slightest touch and he would...

In his current condition, that was absolutely out of the question.

"We can use separate blankets. I’ll still sleep next to you, but I won’t touch your wound, okay?"

No.

Damien Vaughn authoritatively offered her his arm, insisting that Cecelia rest her head on his shoulder as she slept.

"We’re married. Since when do married couples sleep under separate blankets?"

Cecelia felt that after getting hit with that club, Damien Vaughn’s old personality was back. Authoritative and domineering.

But she liked it.

Whether it was the cute, easily-bullied version of him from the last two days, or the authoritative, domineering, and virile man he was now, she liked them both.

Between resting and dealing with his second uncle’s affairs, another week passed.

Damien Vaughn’s stitches were removed, and he went to see Sherry.

He hadn’t seen her in a few days. Sherry’s complexion was fairer than before, and she had put on some weight.

Ryan had taken her to buy some new clothes that suited her and gotten her a simple haircut. Sherry now looked just like an adorable little princess.

After bagging a milk tea for a customer, Sherry looked up and saw him, her face lighting up with excitement.

"Brother, you’re back! Ryan told me you were injured a few days ago. I was so worried about you."

But seeing him looking completely refreshed and well-dressed, and having put on a bit of weight himself, she felt she had been worrying for nothing.

"You look so handsome. Your clothes are really nice. You look so different from before."

Damien Vaughn stepped forward and affectionately ruffled her hair.

"No matter how much I change, I’ll always be your brother. Ryan told you we’re going back to our country, right? Have you thought about it? Do you want to stay here or come with me?"

"I..."

Sherry really liked the shop. She couldn’t bear to leave it.

But if Damien Vaughn left, she didn’t believe she had the ability to run it well on her own.

Damien Vaughn said, "I know what you’re worried about. Don’t worry about a thing. If you come back with me, you can go straight to Veridia. If you like this job, I’ll open a new shop for you in Veridia. I’ll find the best doctors for your mother and arrange the best housing for you both. All you’ll have to do is be happy every day. You won’t have to manage anything else. You’ll make new friends and start a new life. And you’ll never have to worry about anyone bullying you again."

Damien Vaughn knew exactly what she was thinking. Sherry was convinced.

"Okay, I’ll go with you. But before we leave, can you help Risa? She helped us so much before, and I want to help her too."

"Of course. I’ve already thought about it. I’ll give this shop to Risa, and I’ll also help with getting her children enrolled in school here."

Wrapping up everything in Rivia, they returned to Veridia together.

Cecelia had assumed that the amnesiac Damien Vaughn would find Veridia strange and unfamiliar, but he moved around as if he knew the place like the back of his hand.

When they got back to the Vaughn residence, he even headed straight for their room without needing her to point the way.

It was only then that Cecelia realized something was wrong.

"Damien Vaughn, did you lie to me again? Is your head all better? You’ve remembered everything, haven’t you? Otherwise, how could you..."

Damien Vaughn pulled her into the room and pressed her against the door.

"You said you wouldn’t be angry with me anymore... Not only is my head better, but my body is too. I’m going to continue making a baby with you."

"You!"

"We haven’t seen each other in so long. Shouldn’t we give Candy a big present? Come on, as parents, we can’t let Candy down."