Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 69 Because My Son Likes You

Harry, feeling guilty, decided not to pick any more fights for the tbeing. The next day, he volunteered to go

back to the boarding school, but Alaric rejected the idea.

"| won't have peace of mind with you boarding given your current state of mind," Alaric insisted firmly. "I'll drive

you to school and back every day. | will personally make you breakfast and dinner. | worry that the food at school

won't be to your Harry fell silent.

liking."

His anxiety grew. Could it be that Alaric already knew something?

Such a thing couldn't possibly be guessed, right?

"Go ahead, Caspian. I'll pick you up after school," Alaric said as he leaned against his car, waving him off.

Harry gave him another unsure glance, then turned and entered the school, full of resentment.

After dropping Harry off at school, Alaric checked the tand then called Silas Moon.

When the doorbell rang, Galatea had just gotten out of bed. With her two children away in the countryside for an

experience, it was just her and Mia at home, so they had the luxury of sleeping in.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Alaric's assistant, Silas Moon." Silas extended his business card to Mia. "Is this the hof Dr.

Galatea?"

Upon hearing it was Silas Moon, Galatea cout from her bedroom and greeted him, "Silas."

"Dr. Galatea," Silas said with respect. "Mr. Alaric has arranged forto cover with the moving company to

help you move."

"Moving?" Mia was unaware of this and was quite surprised.

Galatea hadn't expected things to move so quickly, and Silas continued respectfully, "Dr. Galatea, could you

please mark which items need to be moved? I'll have the movers cin and start as soon as you're ready." The

house was just a temporary rental for Galatea, and there were only spersonal belongings to pack, which

didn't take too long.

Silas quickly moved everything to the new house with the moving company's help, organizing the belongings

according to Galatea's instructions.

Once everything was in place, Silas handed the keys over to Galatea: "Dr. Galatea, here are the keys to your new

house. From today on, this place is yours. If there's anything else you need, feel free to callanytime." After

Silas Moon left, Galatea still felt somewhat baffled. Was the house really hers now? What did that mean?

"This house is really big!" exclaimed Mia, marveling at the size of the residence. Ever since the Storms went

bankrupt, they had been living in smaller places. Suddenly, she found herself back in a large house, and she

could hardly believe their luck.

"Stellan, is this the house that Mr. Alaric, the one who visited your hlast time, gave you?" Mia asked, her

voice tinged with anxiety. "Giving someone a house is no small gesture, Stellan. Have you two...?" "There's

nothing like that, Mia. Don't overthink it," Galatea assured her.

"If it's not that kind of relationship, then why would he give you such a big house?" Mia asked. She was like a

mother to Galatea, who confided in her the whole story, leaving Mia equally astonished. "Pretending to be his

fiancée?"

"Yes," replied Galatea, "but it's just to deal with the Robbins family. Once Orion gives up completely, our

arrangement will end."

"It's really that simple? Won't the Robbins family hold a grudge against you? What if they try to sabotage you

behind the scenes?" Mia asked, concern written all over her face.

"Don't worry, Mia. I'll be careful," Galatea said. "Besides, we both have what we need from this arrangement.

Having the status of his fiancée should make it easier forto find my son." They talked about the child again,

and Mia couldn't help but sigh. "Poor boy, where could he be after all these years, and how has he been?"

Galatea often pondered the squestions, continuously praying for the safety and well-being of her eldest son.

Then, there was a knock at the door.

Mia quickly went to answer it, knowing it had to be Alaric.

"Alaric," she greeted him.

"Good to see you, Mia," Alaric responded politely.

"Stellan is inside," said Mia, sensing that her presence might be intrusive at the moment. She found an excuse

and said, "Stellan, I'm going out to do sgrocery shopping." Once Mia left, the two of them were alone in the

vast room.

"Do you like the new house?" Alaric asked.

"It's too big for me. | haven't earned a place like this, so living in this huge house you've givendoesn't sit

well with me," said Galatea, who would have broached the subject with Alaric even if he hadn't cto her first.

"As I've said before, to the outside world, you are my fiancée now. As Alaric's fiancée, it's only right for you to

live well," he insisted.

"Once our situation is resolved, I'm moving out right away," Galatea said.

At those words, Alaric let out a displeased huff, then slowly walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows and

gazed outside.

This was the most bustling district in Arizona, and standing here, one could see the most beautiful night view of

Arizona-a house that many people strive for their entire lives, dreaming of owning.

"Galatea, a lot of the time, | just can't figure you out," Alaric leaned against the window, his lazy gaze settling on

her. "The life I'm giving you is what so many women dream of, isn't it?"

"If your understanding of women is limited to that, then | can only say your perspective is too narrow," Galatea

replied. "My dad taughtfrom a young age to create value on my own because everything you get by

depending on others comes at a price.

It could be selling out your dignity or shattering your own worth. Both are terrifying and tragic. More importantly,

it will never give you a sense of security.

Everything you have depends on the decisions of the one you're relying on. You'll have no say in anything. | don't

like that passivity, and I certainly don't like that kind of downfall."

After she finished speaking, Alaric fell silent for a moment, just quietly looking at her. He believed what she had

just said because Galatea was an ambitious person with substantial medical expertise. She was more than

capable of living well on her own merit, and such independent women often didn't like to be dependent on a

man.

This made him reconsider all his previous suspicions as false.

"Your father did a good job raising you," Alaric said with approval.

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Do you know why | wanted to marry you?" Alaric asked tentatively.

"Hadn't you said you would never bring that up again?"

"It's because my son likes you," Alaric said, ignoring her response. "From the first the saw you, he was set on

having you as his mom."

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