Mommy，We Got a Husband

Aurora came out of the kitchen and saw Cormac looking at the paper. She hurried over and snatched it away.

"Aurora, since this needs a parent's signature, why didn't you give it to me?" Cormac asked.

"I don't want to go, so there's no need to give it to you," Aurora replied.

The paper was a parental consent form for a three-day sketching trip organized by the art museum to an ancient city. The costs were listed, and it was voluntary. If agreed, the parent would sign and return the form. "Why not go? It's such a great opportunity," Cormac encouraged. "You get to sketch on location, and you can travel while learning. It's wonderful."

Aurora was about to say something, but Cormac picked up a pen and signed the consent form, then handed it back to her.

"This time, you have to listen to me. Go," Cormac said tenderly. "I know you're frugal and don't want to waste money, but this is necessary."

Seeing Cormac so determined, Aurora had no choice but to agree. She was deeply moved and looked at Cormac, saying, "Thank you. Don't worry. I'll study hard and won't waste a penny."

"Of course, I believe in you. My Aurora is the best!" Cormac said.

Although Cormac and Aurora hadn't been living with each other for long, supporting each other through life's lows had forged a deep bond.

Cormac offered, "I'll help you pack tonight. On the day you leave, you can just grab your luggage and go."

"Okay!" Aurora nodded happily.

Aurora obediently submitted the form and paid the fee for the sketching trip. On the day of departure, Cormac saw her off at the bus stop.

"Aurora, make sure to study hard. The teacher will share your works in the group, and I'll see them," Cormac encouraged.

"Don't worry, Uncle Cormac. I'll study hard," Aurora said. "When I get to the destination, I'll ask the teacher to take more photos and share them in the chat group. Make sure to save them." "Okay," Cormac said.

On the day of the sketching trip, Cormac watched the bus leave, feeling a fatherly concern. Though he wasn't a father, he felt like one at that moment.

Thinking about fatherhood made Cormac a bit melancholic. He probably wouldn't have the chance to be a father in this life. Given his current situation, he didn't want to burden any woman; without marriage, he couldn't be a father. Luckily, he had Aurora. As long as she was well, he was content. He had never imagined that Aurora's chance to sketch would actually mark another pivotal moment in his life. When three design pieces were laid out in front of Alaric, he immediately took photos and sent them to Stellan.

"Isn't this your company's trade secret? Is it appropriate for me to see?" Stellan said after answering the phone. "I haven't received the pictures yet; you can still retract them." "You're my wife, and my company is also yours. There's no trade secret between us," Alaric said. "You're a woman, and women understand jewelry better. Which one do you like?"

"Alright, I'll look and get back to you." Stellan opened the three designs: one for a necklace, one for a bracelet, and one for a diamond ring.

The first design stunned Stellan with its beauty. The second one had the same effect, but the third one tugged at her heart.

'Heart of Tears?' Stellan got curious.

The third design was named Heart of Tears, symbolizing a tribute to love and those regretful romances that could never be.

Stellan was very happy now, but considering her past experiences, the design touched her deeply. She suddenly thought of Cormac and Rowena.

'Aren't they the epitome of a regretful romance?' she thought.

After looking at the designs, Stellan called Alaric and said, "I love all three designs; each is impressive. But the last one touches me the most. Jewelry usually symbolizes beauty, but this tribute to love is rare. If it's for sale, the first two are best. The third one might not be well-received. But for a jewelry exhibition, there's no such taboo, right?"

She continued, "Most jewelry pieces symbolize beauty. Can we try something different? It might catch the jewelry committee's eye since they are designers themselves and understand better than us." "You're right," Alaric replied.

"Alaric, have some principles, will you? I'm just sharing my thoughts. The final decision is yours," Stellan reminded.

"To be honest, I also favor the third design. Maybe those of us who've had rocky love lives feel more connected to it," Alaric explained.

"Really?" Stellan asked.

"Absolutely," Alaric said. "Alright, you get back to work. I'll have a meeting to finalize the decision."

"Okay, you decide. Don't tell me the outcome. Even though I'm your wife, I don't want to interfere in your work. Trade secrets should remain trade secrets," Stellan said.

"Alright, since you're so principled, I'll be principled too. Get back to work," Alaric voiced.

After hanging up, Alaric immediately called a meeting. He shared his thoughts, and everyone agreed. Instead of playing it safe for a fifty percent chance, they decided to take a risk and chose "Heart of Tears." "The jewelry design is finalized. Write an introduction for me," Alaric instructed Silas.

"Yes, Mr. Knight," Silas replied.

After Silas left, Alaric destroyed the hand-drawn design and saved the only electronic copy on an encrypted flash drive.

Due to the intense competition, this electronic design was top secret and couldn't be shown to anyone before submission to the jewelry committee.

After a long day at work, Cormac dragged his tired body home. With Aurora away, he indulged himself and worked late into the night.

Cormac just wanted to collapse into bed and sleep. As he reached the door and was about to unlock it, he noticed it was already open.

'Aurora couldn't be back yet, so who could it be?' Cormac pushed the door open.

"Mr. Nash, working so late must be tough," Ambrose said, sitting on the couch with a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing Ambrose, Cormac was shocked.

"How did you find this place?" Cormac felt a chill down his spine. 'Has Ambrose been following him since their last encounter?' he wondered.