The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Larkin chuckled as he gently patted his wife's back. "You know, when you're perched too high up, it's easy to lose sight of what's right in front of you. Sometimes, you gotta hit rock bottom to really see clearly what's good and what's not."

He paused for a beat before adding, "As for Mrs. Strand, hitting rock bottom has finally made her realize your worth. I guess that's what you call a rude awakening."

"Really now?" Erica said with a twinkle in her eye, "You sure have a funny way of complimenting your wife. I'm not all that."

"Are you kidding? My wife is the best in the whole wide world!" The two of them were disgustingly sweet together.

Just then, little Ivy emerged from her room, having overheard the affectionate exchange.

Seeing another couple so deeply in love made her heart sink. Back when her dad was around, he was like her mommy's shadow, always sticking close to her mom, sometimes even more clingy than she was...d2

But now, her mom must be feeling so lonely all by herself.

With a heavy heart and determined spirit, Ivy decided she would sleep with her mom tonight!Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

And just like that, after Rosalynn had finished her nightly routine and slipped into her pajamas, she found the little girl sitting neatly on her bed.

"Whose little darling is this, sitting on my bed?" Rosalynn teased as she approached Ivy.

"It's your darling!" Ivy nodded earnestly. "Mommy, it's gotten cold and and I can't seem to stay warm at night. Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"But you know Mommy wakes up really early, right?"

"That's okay, nothing wakes me up once I'm asleep. Not even thunder!"

"Well then, okay!"

Rosalynn lifted the covers and snuggled into bed, wrapping her arms around her daughter. "It's been too long since I've slept with my little baby. Let me soak in all this love!"

Ivy squealed with laughter as her mom tickled her.

"My sweetie." Rosalynn patted her back after she had her fill of cuddles. "Are you worried about Mommy?"

Ivy was growing up and becoming quite independent, with a strong sense of personal space. Her room was her domain, and adults needed her permission to enter. Her drawers were strictly off-limits. That she'd suddenly come up to sleep with her mom tonight meant there was a reason.

"Mommy, do you miss Daddy, too?" Ivy asked softly.

"Of course, I do," Rosalynn replied gently.

Ivy, mimicking her mother, patted her back and said, "Mommy, remember? Last time we talked on the phone, Daddy promised he'd eat well and have a good rest so he could get better soon. It won't be long before we're all together again."

"That's right," Rosalynn kissed her daughter's forehead, replying, "Now, let's sleep, my angel. Sweet dreams."

"Goodnight, Mommy." The bedside lamp cast a warm glow as the little one, free from worries, quickly fell asleep in her mother's arms. But Rosalynn lay awake, her mind slowly becoming more alert. After a short rest, the alarm clock sounded. She got up, got ready with swift efficiency, and headed straight for the garage.

Arriving at the airport, she made her way to the first-class lounge.

There, Rosalynn had a modest meal, a far cry from the elaborate dinners she was used to but sufficient enough as she prepared for the journey ahead.