All Chapters of Beautiful Bliss: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

KATE'S POV It was a weekend, and I was neck-deep in chores. My bedroom was a disaster—a mess of clothes strewn about, new outfits still in their shopping bags tossed on the floor, and a general clutter that made me question how I’d let it get this bad. I usually pick an outfit in a rush each morning, tossing aside the rest of my clothes without a second thought. This weekend was my chance to regain control, so I’d committed to sorting it all out.I was pulling clothes from the washing machine when the doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and I felt a twinge of irritation at the interruption, whoever it was. After setting down the last load of wet clothes, I wiped my hands and made my way to the door, bracing myself for whatever surprise awaited. As I peeked through the peephole, my heart lurched. Standing there, of all people, was Leonard.What was he doing here? And how did he even know where I lived? My mind flooded with questions I didn’t have answers to, but he rang the bell

CARTER'S POV This week has been incredibly hectic for my wife, and I can see the toll it’s taking on her. She’s barely home for more than 30 minutes, just enough time to change clothes or quickly prepare meals for me to heat up later. As the week wraps up, I’ve decided to take action and surprise her at work. She needs to know how much she means to me, and that I’ll always stand by her side, supporting her in everything she does. I got dressed for work with purpose and grabbed my suitcase. The driver had just finished washing the car when I got downstairs, and we exchanged brief greetings. I climbed in, already smiling as the excitement bubbled up inside me at the thought of the surprise I had planned. When I arrived at the office, I was eager to share my idea with Clinton, my secretary. I would have reached out to Leonard, but his schedule has been packed lately, leaving us no opportunity to meet. “Good morning, sir!” Clinton greeted me with energy. “Morning, Clinton! It’s a be

LEONARD'S POV I just concluded a meeting with the board of directors. They had so many unnecessary concerns about the company and whatever was happening in the outside world. I don't know why old people never seem to mind their business and face it rather than bother themselves about it. I've also been trying to talk with investors because I'm trying to make our new lipstick brand expand into the international market. It's been doing well all over the USA, so I want to push it into the international market. It hasn't been easy but it was successful eventually. As I stepped out of my company, I dialled her number. I bet she'd be mad at me right now, but she would understand. It rang twice before she picked it up. "How can I help you?" That was her way of greeting. I'd take that because she has all the right to be angry. I was pleading the week before, and I've already repeated the same thing. "Hey, hey, your anger is justified, but that's no way to greet someone yo