I Became A Trillionaire After Marrying A Lady Boss

CHAPTER HUNDRED & TWO

It was the first night in a long while since Kayla had slept so peacefully.

There were no violent interruption; she did not wake up in the dark worried, wondering if her brothers had made another move on her while she slept.

Even though she had never needed an alarm clock to rouse her from sleep, her body being one itself, she had an alarm clock on the bedside. It woke her now, cutting through the air with its shrill cry.

Kayla slammed a palm down on the device and it responded with sweet, well deserved silence. She sat up in bed and looked around her room. It felt suddenly unfamiliar in the absence of Rey. He had slowly and surely embedded himself in her life without her even realizing it.

While, previously, she used to look forward to waking up to the greeting of sunlight dotting her coloured blinds, now it was the smell of his cooking he missed. She could just picture him in the kitchen, apron strings tied around the width of his waist, his arms chiseled to sculptural beauty.