CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

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Shane brushed a kiss on her forehead. “No, you're wonderful. Not everyone is perfect. We all have our forte, and

your strong suit is designing. This dress is beautiful. We'll get married after your competition ends, and you'll wear

this.”

“Okay.” Natalie nodded.

She had intended to have the wedding after capturing Jacqueline.

However, that day when she noticed Shane watching a video of someone getting married, she knew at once he

desired to have a wedding ceremony.

She didn't want him to wait any longer.

“Right, Darling, you haven't told me what you think of my gift.” Natalie pushed against his chest and gazed up at

him.

Shane's lips curved upward slightly. “Very satisfied, but I do have a gripe.”

She blinked in surprise. “It's not enough? What do you suggest, then?”

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He wrapped his arms around her and murmured the words against her ear, “I want you to put it on for me.”

Natalie broke out into a smile. “Ah, I see. Certainly.”

The gown had been designed by and for herself, so it made sense to wear it for her husband.

Shane immediately released her upon her agreement.

Natalie walked to the mannequin and removed the gown from the figure, glancing at the man standing close by.

“Aren't you leaving?”

“Why?” He shot her a bewildered look.

She rolled her eyes. “Well, I need to change, so aren't you going to give me some privacy?”

“I won't interrupt you. Besides, I've seen every inch of your body. Don't mind me,” Shane said.

Natalie huffed a laugh in exasperation.

I know what he really wants—He's looking to cop a peek.

“You're really not going to leave?” she repeated, her brows knitted in a frown.

Shane nodded resolutely. “The dress is huge, and it must be heavy. Usually, there are people around to help the

brides into their gowns. If I leave, who is going to help you?”

Natalie pursed her lips and didn't try to dissuade him, knowing his mind was made up.

Fine, he can stay if he wants to. As he said, there isn't a part of my body he hasn't seen. He can feast his eyes, then.

Without another word, she began to remove her clothes.

Watching her strip, the apple of Shane's throat bobbed as he swallowed.

Once Natalie had divested herself of all her clothing, he moved toward her and said in a hoarse voice, “Let me help

you.”

She gave a soft sound of assent and handed the gown to him, and he helped her slip into it.

With his administration, Natalie stepped into her gown, and while he was zipping her up, a problem occurred.

The zipper was stuck halfway up her back, and it wouldn't budge no matter how he pulled.

Shane unfastened the zipper and glanced at her midriff. “It's the baby.”

Natalie nodded with a sheepish expression on her face. “Yeah, it's been more than three months, and there's a

noticeable bulge now. The gown is made with my pre-pregnancy measurements, so naturally, I can't fit into it

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anymore. I guess what they say about pregnancy brain is true. As a costume designer, I can't believe I forgot to

factor this in.”

She suddenly seemed to remember something, and her gaze flew to Shane. “Darling, I don't think we could have

the wedding after the competition. By then, I would be seven months pregnant. My belly would swell up more, and

the gown would no longer fit me. We would have to wait until after the baby's born to have the wedding.”

Natalie hadn't thought about this until they had difficulty with the zipper.

It's better to hold off on the wedding now than to realize the gown doesn't fit after the invitations have been sent

out.

Evidently, Shane hadn't thought about this, too. His lips thinned, thinking inwardly that the baby had come at an

inopportune time to delay their wedding.

So be it. There's nothing we could do, anyway.

His fingers grazed the veil fitted on Natalie's head as he murmured, “It's all right. We've waited a long time. A few

more months wouldn't make a difference.”

Though his words said that, she could hear the misery in his voice and burst out laughing. “Oh, stop pouting. I'll

make it up to you.”

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