Leanna-Chapter 181: [Epilogue 3]

[Leanna’s POV]

Seven months later

"Come in."

Cain didn’t bother in raising his head from the mountain of papers he was checking just to greet the young man who came in.

A youth in a well-tailored suit with a sulking face sauntered inside the office. When he saw a young woman in a bunny costume, sitting on the sofa without a care in the world, sipping tea, he skidded to a stop and yelled in exasperation.

"S-sis?! What on earth are you wearing?!"

Lawrence went to his sister’s side, checking her up and down. He wanted to hold her, but the gigantic protrusion on her belly stopped him on his tracks. He was afraid he would hurt her with even the slightest force.

His sister was now nearing childbirth, and everyone, as in everyone, handled her with so much care. Like she was the most precious thing in the entire universe.

Or . . . my sister is just very emotional these days that any slight slip of the tongue, she would burst crying, screaming tantrums for days.

Leanna raised her head and stared at Lawrence with her big, sparkling watery eyes before her face stretched into a smile.

"Oh, Lawrence. It’s nice to see you," she said and resumed playing with her set of teas that Cain gifted to her so she wouldn’t get bored.

For a moment, Lawrence didn’t know what to do nor say. He then shook his head and watched his sister in a daze.

Actually, this was not the first time that he saw his sister sitting in the CEO’s office like it was her home, wearing something ridiculous each time.

But this was the first time that he actually saw her in a bunny outfit.

In a freakin’ bunny outfit!

With ears and even a puffy tail!

Lawrence’s eyes snapped at the man, who was leisurely playing with his pen while looking at them in amusement. But when the man’s eyes slid to the young woman who was playing with a set of expensive diamond teas, his eyes softened, and a loving smile appeared on his lips.

"What did you make her wear this time (you demon)!" Lawrence questioned while pointing a finger at Cain. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Cain swiveled his chair and answered a simple, "She likes it."

Lawrence was boiling from anger. Disbelief was written all over his face that Cain would dress his wife something so ridiculous out in public!

Lawrence turned to his sister and held her shoulders in all gentleness while Leanna just raised her head in bewilderment.

"Sis, why did you let that man dressed you in this . . . thing?!"

Lawrence was about to wage war for his sister.

This demon took advantage of my sister’s pregnancy, my sister’s weak state, and forced her into his wicked fantasies!

I will not stand for this! Even he’s my sister’s husband!

What does he think she is?! His personal plaything?!

"Sis, get this silly thing off you, right now! I will buy you something more appropriate for pregnant women. How about we go to Chanel? Or Burberry? Your favorite store? Or have Eva Hart design a pregnant outfit for you?"

Lawrence urged and coaxed, yet Leanna continued to watch her brother with an aggrieved face like she was being bullied. Her lips pursed as her eyes turned bigger and watery.

"I like this . . . It’s comfortable . . ."

She then resumed playing tea by herself. However, her face was red while her cheeks were puffing, suppressing a muffled cry.

Oh, no . . . She’s going to have a tantrum! Lawrence screamed in his head.

. . .

. . .

Cain stood to his feet and sat beside his wife, pulling her into his embrace.

"My love, I have ordered a different set of animal costumes for you like what you saw in the net. The Pokémon costumes you wanted are being made at this very moment. It will be delivered to our home as soon as possible."

Cain released his wife and caressed her face while the young pregnant woman continued to play with her tea set, serving tea to Cain and Lawrence like she was playing house. Undoubtedly, her mood had brightened.

Upon seeing this, Lawrence wanted to bang his head onto something. He couldn’t describe what he was feeling at the moment.

This pair of ridiculous husband and wife!

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The boardroom was eerily quiet, with the only thing echoing was a man’s robotic voice, explaining a project.

All the people present were listening to the presenter, but in truth, their focus was on that little bunny with protruding stomach sitting on the CEO’s lap!

Repeat!

A freak’n bunny was sitting on the CEO’S lap!

The bunny woman snuggled against the cold man’s embrace, while the latter stroked her hair and rubbed her belly while occasionally kissing and sniffing her hair under the awkward gazes of everyone.

Although the presenter’s voice was loud and sharp, he lowered it until it was a squeak, afraid to wake the sleeping bunny woman. But even so, it still rang in the four corners of the room. Thus, he changed his voice into one of a lullaby, lulling the bunny woman to sleep. Everyone present even controlled their breathing so it wouldn’t disturb the peaceful sleep of the little bunny rabbit.

It looked so comical, but none dared to actually laugh. They knew who the woman was on the CEO’s lap.

The beautiful, smart, caring, kind, understanding, adorable, lovable, one of a kind, most precious in the whole wide world –– wife.

Offend this woman would seal your death.

Even the elders from some of the world’s most influential and prestigious families pretended that nothing was wrong, much less the new second generations of wealthy men and women.

BANG!

The door of the boardroom flung open and came in an alluring woman with sun-kissed skin and a body to die for.

"Sorry, I’m late, everyone! Traffic here is the worse! Not like in my country at all!"

The bunny woman jolted awake, and everyone tense. No one dared breath nor said a word. Even the presenter clamped his mouth shut. All their eyes took a peek in the direction of the cold man sitting on the CEO’s chair, steaming with dangerous dark air. All of a sudden, an overwhelming urge to escape overrode their minds. Afraid to be implicated in his wrath.

The haughty woman who just came in didn’t seem to notice that the temperature dropped a few degrees. She swept everyone with her alluring eyes, and when she found what she was looking for, she beamed and swayed in that direction.

"I believe this is my seat."

The alluring woman told an old man who was sitting next to the CEO’s throne. The old man meekly stood from the chair and offered his seat to the lady and scurried to the back seat. He was not actually foolish enough to make an enemy out of Agnes Ambross, the young heiress of Ambross’s chain of hotels in Greece, and most definitely would not refute her offer so he could be seated far away from the CEO, who was ready to rip their heads at any moment.

Agnes smiled her sweetest before she sat on the chair, and crossed her slim longs legs, showing her thighs and plump cleavage amidst her white bodycon dress.

"Cain . . . ," she purred. "It’s finally good to see you again, you naughty man . . . We are childhood friends, but why is it that I only heard of you getting married just recently? If not for this project that will be constructed in Greece, I would not have known."

Her attention then flicked to the young bunny woman on Cain’s embrace and sized her up and down with the corner of her lips twitching. Her meticulous brow rose while Leanna was in a daze after she was rudely woken up.

Leanna had a streaming drool from her parted lips. Her eyes were a bit droopy and red. Her cheeks were plump and reddish while she rubbed her eyes with her hands.

Upon seeing this, Agnes’s lips quirked in a smirk. "Is she your wife? Isn’t she a bit . . . fat?"