Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 731

Gwen’s POV

The road to the estate felt shorter than it really was.

Maybe because this time, no one was heading there in a rush to escape something.

Nick drove with both hands steady on the wheel, eyes sharp, but his body no longer carried that hospital tension.

This was different.

A quieter kind of pressure.

The kind that comes with bringing something fragile into a place that has to learn how to be home.

Clara slept in my arms, wrapped in soft fabric, her lips slightly parted like even breathing was still new to her.

I watched her constantly, like my eyes were her personal security system.

In the front seat, Bella had climbed into Nick’s lap at the last second before we got out of the car, stubborn and clingy in that way only a happy child can be.

He didn’t complain.

Just wrapped an arm around her and held her like it was natural to carry one daughter against his chest and another in his wife’s arms.

When we stopped in front of the house, no one spoke for a moment.

The restored façade carried that quiet dignity of something built with care.

The late afternoon light hit the stone, and the windows reflected the sky like they were giving back everything they had taken in over the past months.

Nick stepped in first, just enough to reach the handle from the inside and hold the door open.

"Welcome home," he said.

I laughed, because the words were simple-and somehow, they were everything.

I walked past him with Clara in my arms and noticed the scent of the house in a way I never had before.

mixed with old

Fresh cleaning.

beneath it all, a faint trace

room window, like I needed to introduce the world

those rows of vines?" I whispered to Clara, even though she

to make

" Bella lit up.

I’m going to teach her how to ride a bike and eat gelato," she announced, like she’d

out a

at a

ahead, opening doors and adjusting things

the good weight of Clara and Bella practically glued to my leg, trailing me like I was a map When we stepped

And still, seeing, that crib with my daughter

He looked at Clara

up to the crib and gently

She shifted a little, made the smallest

The three of us just stood there,

her tiptoes, respecting the silence like she instinctively

really fits in there," Bella whispered, amazed, like the concept itself

Nick rested a hand

I felt his body slowly relax, like only then did he believe our

stayed there, just looking at

For a minute.

Maybe less.

And then my body made

The exhaustion hit like a

My back ached.

a

I looked at the

I

Nick looked at

held out my arms,

and placed her back in my arms like he’d been doing it

Clara against my chest, feeling her