Page 240 of His Sunshine Baby

Wow. I’m speechless. I never thought she would come so far so fast. I know I’m still far from forgiveness, but I’m glad she’swilling to give me a chance, even if it’s for Estelle’s sake. I can live with that.

“You can talk now,” she says with a pout.

But I can’t talk; I’m just smiling. Elena growls.

“Say something!”

“I love you.”

She immediately blushes and looks away.

“Anything but that.”

I chuckle. Moon Goddess, she’s almost as cute as our baby. I lean closer, taking a sip from my cup of coffee. Elena sits back, crossing her arms and looking away, but I can tell she’s still blushing a bit, embarrassed. I love this woman.

“Then, will you agree to live here?” I ask.

“Yes. Temporarily.”

“That’s fine by me. And the rooms next to Estelle’s and across from mine are fully furnished and available. You can move your stuff in any time you want.”

“Nathaniel, I don’t have any stuff. I left in a hurry, remember? I only have this outfit, and a couple of T-shirts Nora lent me.”

I doubt they are the right size. Nora and Elena may be related, but they don’t have much in common. Elena’s body is curvier than her cousin’s, and she’s taller.

“I can lend you a couple of shirts, but you should order something.”

“It will take days before it gets here!”

I smile and take my phone out. Giving a quick call to my building’s concierge, I make sure enough outfits for an adult woman will be delivered today for Elena’s size and body build.

“Yes, Mr. Black, it will be delivered today before 6:00 p.m. Do you have any preference for brand or color?”

“I’ll leave that to you, Harry.”

I hang up before Elena’s shocked eyes.

“Your concierge does your shopping?” she asks in disbelief.

“Rich people privilege. He gets some nice tips for such services.”

“I don’t know if I should be surprised or annoyed.”

“It’s okay. You can thank Harry later.”

Elena rolls her eyes and gets up, going to check the bedrooms. I follow, a few steps behind. She stands speechless in front of Estelle’s room, one of the walls half painted with blue and purple. It’s a bit of a mess.

“What the heck happened here?” she asks, frowning.

“We started painting yesterday. It was more fun than I expected.”

“Mommy!”

Estelle, who heard us, runs to her mom’s leg and shows us her room, excited.

“Did you see, Mommy? It’s the same color as Elsa’s castle! And when it’s dry, we can put some stickers, too!”

“Elsa’s castle? Baby, are you going to redecorate all of daddy’s apartment with a Disney theme?”

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