Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 454: Growing Together
It felt like life was teaching me the true meaning of being husband and wife, and I felt so thankful that I had Bradon as my husband. Just as his presence gave me comfort, I wanted to be there for him every step of the way. I wanted to be his supporter, his advisor, his biggest fan, as well as his wife. In return, he became more than just my husband and also became a very trusted companion that I valued above all else.
Bradon never forgot me in the whirlwind of events. Even on the longest days, he found ways to show me how much he cared and that he was always thinking about me. He didn’t say it, but I could feel it in the smallest of things that he did for me. Slipping his hand into mine beneath the dinner table at formal dinners as he smiled at our political counterparts. Going out of his way to leave a note on my pillow when he had to leave before dawn.
Our life truly had changed, and it took us some time to adjust, but it was nothing as scary as I had feared.
Whether it was his public duty or our private love, Bradon excelled in both fronts and made me feel so whole.
One evening, quite late at night, when we were alone, I spent my time observing him from across the table.
Once again, I was impressed by what I was seeing. I was impressed by the man that he had become and also thrilled by the prospect of who he was growing to be.
The way that we were both shaping our relationship, with purpose but still with enough natural grace for us to both feel comfortable around each other, impressed me more than anything.
"You know, I thought that this would be different, that it would feel different," I said to strike up the conversation with him.
Bradon gave me a curious look.
"How so?" he asked.
"I guess there was a small part of me that was scared that power would change you and that our political careers would change us," I replied.
"I think we have changed, but I also think that we have changed for the better. Thank you for supporting me. I don’t think I could have done any of this without you. I think we are growing stronger together," he said as he looked at me earnestly.
"To be honest, you’re doing so well, much better than I had expected," I complimented him honestly.
"Did you have such low expectations of me?" he asked teasingly before his lips curved into a smile.
"You know that it’s not like that," I replied before letting out a soft laugh.
"It’s very strange. This position is supposed to be one of power, but all I feel is weight and burden," Bradon confessed before letting out quite a loud sigh.
I reached across the table and gave his hand a squeeze before leaning in close.
"Don’t worry, you were never meant to carry this burden alone. This burden is meant to be shared between us, that way it will feel much lighter," I suggested brightly.
"Thank you, Leya," Bradon said as he leaned across the table and sealed my lips with a kiss.
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**5 years later**
Time flew by without a care in the world, as we all progressed with our lives. Bradon and I made sure to fill each and every day with love and support for each other, never forgetting what we had to go through to get here and to be together. We filled our lives with moments and experiences that we would always treasure.
We both changed. During our journey in life, we lost some, but we made sure that we gained even more. Everything had changed for us.
It was a rainy evening. The wind gushed loudly outside the window as rain fell down from the sky above. Dark clouds gathered in the sky, but none of that could dampen my spirit. I had grown too much for the weather to impact my emotions. That was always one thing that I looked forward to, and that was the return of my husband home after another day at work.
Being a stay-at-home housewife wasn’t my thing, but now and then, I did enjoy some downtime at home.
Shortly after winning the election, we had to move into the palace as per Desmond’s instructions. It was the first time the Prime Minister and his family had to stay on palace grounds. Desmond ensured that it would help us work with him in a much smoother manner, and we soon found out that he was right.
It wasn’t like we were given the liberty of a choice at that point, but with the other changes that Bradon and I had to tackle, moving from his mansion into a wing of the palace seemed like such a small bump in the road.
Now, after spending a few years here, I had fully adjusted and had learned to enjoy living in the palace.
Just like everything in life, there are always pros and cons-like two sides of the same coin. I have learned that if I adjusted and embraced the pros, then our lives could end up much happier indeed.
I smiled when I spotted Bradon’s car in the driveway. Bradon came home slightly later than I expected. The fact that I practically dropped everything that I had been doing and thinking about to go to the front door to greet him was enough evidence that I was dying for him to finally come home.
"Daddy is home!"
Unlike before, when I would be the first one greeting him and welcoming him home, now there were two toddlers who ran right ahead of me.
I smiled widely as I watched Bella and Will race towards their father. Although it should have been a scene that I had gotten used to seeing, watching Bradon crouch down to hug our children as they ran right into his arms never failed to make me smile.
