Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 182 The Girl You Like is My Wife

Chapter 182 The Girl You Like is My Wife

When Galatea heard these words and saw Alaric's posture, she was stunned. Alaric was going to carry her.

"Alaric, don't act like a child. You're still saving face at this point!"

Upon hearing this, Alaric explained helplessly, "Honey, | want to carry you because I'm really fit. It has nothing to

do with saving face."

Seeing that Galatea still didn't believe him, Alaric smiled wryly again and said, "I used to be a special forces

soldier. | carried weights twice your weight during training. Hurry up!"

This time, Alaric was giving a direct order. Galatea could tell that if she didn't let him carry her, it would hurt his

pride.

"Fine, but you really need to be careful. If you can't carry me, just putdown."

"If | can't carry you, I'll put you down. Cup quickly."

Galatea could only obediently climb onto Alaric's back, feeling very relaxed as he lifted her up. She naturally

rested her head on his shoulder.

Alaric couldn't help but smile at this, proceeding to walk forward with her on his back.

"Is carryingmore comfortable than carrying those heavy weights during your training?" Galatea asked.

"How can carrying weights compare to carrying my wife? That was hard work. This is happiness," Alaric said.

"You're getting more and more smooth-talking."

"That's only for you. No one else will see this side of me," Alaric replied.

"Alright, I'm honored to see this side of Mr. Alaric," Galatea's eyes curved into a crescent moon as she smiled

happily.

After that, Alaric continued to carry Galatea back to Nexus Innovations. When they returned to the rest area,

they found that her hwas already dark.

Harry and Elisa were already asleep, always so reassuring.

Back in the rest area, Alaric and Galatea took a bath together, which was very comfortable after the long journey

back. Galatea eventually beclazy in the tub, and Alaric carried her out of the bathroom and into the

bedroom.

Placing Galatea on the bed, Alaric propped his hand on the side of her face, his gaze incredibly captivating.

"What are you up to now?" Galatea said, "You just got better today, don't mess around."

"Sometimes, Mrs. Knight, you really have a short memory. I've said it before: the last thing a man wants is to be

doubted," Alaric replied.

Galatea was truly exasperated. She now understood Alaric's thought process, but it seemed too late.

When she realized that Alaric really had those intentions, Galatea was at a loss for words.

"Once you start in that thing, can you stop?" Galatea asked.

"Are you being so direct?" Alaric pretended to think for a moment and answered seriously, "It just means that

you are so charming that | can't resist."

Galatea was speechless.

She couldn't resist what followed, but Alaric had learned his lesson. Last time, she asked him to take precautions,

and this the did.

After it was over, Galatea said, "Alright, let's just sleep. The medication reaction is gone; there is no need for

this."

"Yes, no need for it. Let's sleep."

After saying that, Alaric hugged Galatea, and they both closed their eyes.

They slept embraced, always having very good sleep quality, waking up when it was light out.

It was the second day without medication reactions, and Alaric was back to his usual self, needing to attend to

swork.

"I have swork to take care of today; you rest here," Alaric said.

"You go ahead with your work; | plan to go find Cormac and ask about Ravenna Nash," Galatea said. "Although

Orion and his daughter aren't friendly to us, Ravenna Nash is genuinely kind. It's troubling to see her suddenly

like this, and Cormac has always been good to me."

"Alright, have James Smith accompany you. Callif you need anything," Alaric instructed.

"Got it," Galatea nodded.

After Galatea contacted Cormac, James escorted her there. Once Galatea left the company, Alaric pondered for a

moment and then instructed Silas to bring Ambrose over.

Ambrose arrived promptly, maintaining his usual composed and serious demeanor.

"Mr. Alaric, what can | do for you?" Ambrose asked.

"Yes, Silas mentioned that you cto seewhen | wasn't in the office before."

"Yes, because the project deadline was moved up, so sprogress schedules were readjusted. | wanted to

show them to you, but you weren't there that day."

"Such minor matters should be coordinated with the head of the engineering department; there is no need for

you to cpersonally."

"I see; | made a big deal out of it," Ambrose said. "If there are similar issues in the future, I'll directly coordinate

with the engineering department and won't bother you."

"Okay," Alaric added directly, "Ambrose, weren't you previously employed at the Storm Group? | recently came

across the Storm Group's bankruptcy. It is quite a pity that such a prominent company collapsed."

Alaric brought up the Storm Group again, and Ambrose naturally understood his implication.

"The bankruptcy of the Storm Group happened seven years ago. Why was there a sudden interest in events from

seven years ago, Mr. Alaric?" Ambrose inquired.

"As businesspeople, we must always be prepared for the worst. Whether it's success or failure, there are lessons

to be learned. The bankruptcy of a company as influential as the Storm Group teaches valuable lessons," Alaric

explained.

"Mr. Alaric, your foresight is truly admirable. The bankruptcy of the Storm Group was due to Mr. Storm Senior's

mismanagement and lack of integrity. It proves that honesty is crucial in any endeavor, or consequences will

follow," Ambrose remarked.

"You phrase it well, CEO Ambrose. But there's one thing that truly amazes me. At the tof the Storm Group's

collapse, Brennan Storm committed suicide, other shareholders went to jail, and everything fell apart. How did

you manage to walk away unscathed?" Alaric's tone was probing.

Ambrose's smile faltered at this point. "It was just luck. | happened to resign a few days before the Storm Group's

troubles began, so it was purely fortunate."

"To resign just before the troubles started, you were indeed lucky," Alaric commented.

Ambrose didn't want to delve into the matter, but Alaric's insinuations were becoming more direct, so beating

around the bush was pointless.

"Mr. Alaric, your words seem to carry implications; why not be direct?" Ambrose asked.

"In that case, let's be direct. The current Galatea is the former Stellan Storm, your ex-girlfriend," Alaric stated

plainly.

"I remember when we first dined together, you mentioned your special feelings for Arizona because the girl you

liked was there. At that time, | never imagined that the girl you've always liked turned out to be my wife."

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