Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 66 He Kissed Her as Punishment

After Galatea had effectively kicked him out, Alaric's face turned an ugly shade of cold. Galatea knew she had

upset him again.

"Ungrateful woman, | call the way here to give you a cell phone, and you didn't even thank me. Now you're

trying to kickout?"

He had kicked her out of his car, causing her to cback in such a ragged state, and she was supposed to

thank him.

"Since you've returned the phone, there's nothing else, is there?" Galatea retorted. "Besides, you despise my

humble place so much. Why should | want you to stay?" Alaric fell silent.

Deciding not to leave, Alaric simply sat down on the sofa, making his intention clear.

Galatea froze. What was this man trying to do? Stay for dinner?

"Your son is coming back later, right?" Alaric probed, somewhat looking for an excuse. "I haven't met your son

yet."

"He has an after-school program. They won't be back until late."

"No problem, | can wait."

Galatea remained silent.

At that moment, her computer pinged with a notification. Galatea glanced towards her hoffice, then back at

Alaric who clearly wasn't going anywhere soon.

"Well, you can wait then. There's hot water in the teapot on the coffee table if you get thirsty." With that, Galatea

turned and went into her office.

She had several messages from patients seeking advice on medical issues, and she began to answer each one

based on the symptoms they described.

"Who are you chatting with?"

Galatea jumped when Alaric suddenly appeared behind her, his question taking her by surprise.

"Weren't you in the living room? Who let you in here?"

"I'm asking who you are chatting with?" Alaric questioned again, more earnestly this time.

"Patients, people who are sick!" Galatea snapped back, annoyed. "Are we done here?"

"Patients?"

"Yes," Galatea explained. "I can't work at the hospital right now, but | can give medical consultations online."

Galatea was undoubtedly an expert in her field, fully qualified to offer online medical consultations to the unwell

denizens of the internet. Just take today, for example - as soon as she posted her availability online, there were

plenty of people who booked her tto seek advice.

"How can you be so forgetful? You're supposed to be resting right now. The doctor said you need more sleep,"

Alaric reminded her.

"lI am a doctor. | know how to take care of myself," Galatea retorted. "Consulting online isn't exhausting, plus |

earn an income. Isn't that good?"

She really couldn't sit still!

"Fine, Mr. Knight, if you're going to wait, please wait in the living room and don't disturb my work."

"CallAlaric!"

"What?" Galatea was startled. Why was he making such a request out of the blue?

"I've told you already, you're to be seen as my fiancee," Alaric explained. "Once the amusement park project

we're bidding on starts, we'll have a groundbreaking ceremony and a series of celebrations, including a victory

banquet. As my fiancee, you'll have to attend with me. To avoid any slip-ups, you should naturally callby my

first name."

"Understood," Galatea responded. "Don't worry, | won't let you down in public."

"For safety's sake, you should callthat in private, too," Alaric instructed. "Say 'Alaric,' lethear it."

Galatea thought he was being absurd.

"Alaric..." she said, her voice stiff.

"Too stiff! Is that how a fiancee should address her betrothed?"

She really felt like cursing at him. Was he picking a fight on purpose?

Alright, then!

"My dear Alaric," she said with a seductive tone, then asked, "Is that better?"

Her allure, although feigned, indeed had its effect, causing Alaric to take her chin in his grip and remind her, "If

you're going to pretend to be my fiancee, you need to act the part. Callthat from now on, you got it?" From

now on? Was he shameless?

"Speak up." Seeing Galatea didn't respond, Alaric prompted her again.

"Got it," she replied and pushed his hand away.

Just as Alaric was about to say something else, his phone began to ring. Seeing it was Caspian calling, he quickly

picked up.

"Hello, Caspian."

"Where have you been?" Harry's voice cthrough, clearly annoyed. "Do you realize | don't live on campus

anymore? I've already chfrom school, and you're nowhere to be found. If you aren't cooking dinner, is it

because you want to starveto death?"

Alaric had been so focused on finding Galatea that he had completely forgotten about Caspian.

Recently, Caspian had been quite irritable, and since Alaric hadn't followed through on his promise, he felt guilty.

He was also worried that Caspian's illness might flare up again, so he had no choice but to agree.

"I've got an emergency at the office. I'm heading back now," Alaric said accommodatingly. "Caspian, if you're

hungry, you might want to snack on scookies to tide you over."

"I don't want them. I'll just wait for you to cback and cook for me," Harry insisted, intent on giving his dad a

hard tas a way of standing up for his mom.

"But..." Alaric hadn't even finished his sentence when Harry hung up the phone.

Galatea couldn't hear what the child was saying on the other end of the call, but she guessed as much from

Alaric's reaction and couldn't help but smirk in schadenfreude. "Who would have thought the formidable CEO

could be so easily wrapped around his son's finger?" she mused.

Alaric was indeed at a loss for face now.

"Your son is really quite spoiled. He's so old, yet he can't look after himself," Galatea added. "But you can't blame

the child. There's a saying that if the son doesn't learn, it's the father's fault. You should take a look at yourself."

"A woman who never lets things go, you've finally caughtout, haven't you?" Alaric retorted.

Galatea couldn't resist a victorious laugh and couldn't help but sing her own child's praises: "I'm just speaking

the truth. It's your parenting methods that are at fault, leading to your son still being unable to fend for himself.

My Harry was independent by the the was three, and moreover..." She was cut off mid-sentence, completely

unprepared for Alaric's sudden kiss-or more accurately, his retaliatory nip on her lip. "Alaric, you...!" she

exclaimed.

"That's what you get for making fun of me!" Alaric released her lip with a threatening tone, "Next tyou dare

to mock me, the punishment won't be so simple." Galatea really wanted to hit him. he had the nerve to kiss her

forcefully!

Alaric smiled smugly and then reiterated his standing order: "Keep your phone on twenty-four hours a day. No

matter when I call, you need to pick up immediately."

After delivering his dictate, Alaric left. As soon as he was gone, Galatea ran to the bathroom, turned on the

faucet, and frantically began to wash her lips. She was absolutely furious! Yet Alaric, having just kissed Galatea,

sauntered away as if he had claimed a delicious prize, clearly in high spirits.

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