Love Contract

Chapter 305 Sleeping Together (Part Two)

But what Barry didn't know was that Selah felt a little sad. She thought he would miss her after not seeing her for a while, but his cold treatment right now proved her otherwise.

"Dad! Dad!" Just before the awkward silence stretched a little longer, Ray saved the atmosphere as he rushed back downstairs. "Look, this is my painting."

Barry took it over with a smile before settling on the soft sofa. "Ray, this is awesome! You are such a talented boy!" he praised as his eyes surveyed the painting thoroughly.

"Mommy, come and have a look!" Ray held Selah's hand and pulled her to Barry's side.

"Okay." Sitting next to Barry, Selah said in a low voice, "Ray's painting is so good!"

"Of course, he is my son!" Barry claimed proudly.

"Humph..." Hearing that, Selah protested in a low voice. But when she turned around, her gaze was met with Barry's stare, causing her heart to skip a beat. Nervous, she broke free from his profound gaze and said, "I'll go and check if the food is ready." She prepared to stand up as she spoke, but Barry was quick enough to grab her hand, pinning her back to her seat.

"Hester is here. Let her do it and just wait here. You haven't come back for half a month. Don't you want to stay a little longer with your son?"

Selah could feel the warmth of his palm against her skin. It was so tingling that her cheeks actually blushed at that sudden touch. "Alright, but let go of my hand first." She conceded and sat back beside him.

"Mommy is shy!" Ray exclaimed as his eyes caught sight of their hands, intertwined together. "Dad, don't let go of Mom's hand!"

"Okay." Barry nodded. That was exactly what he wanted.

Meanwhile, Selah's face turned redder. She remained sitting beside him, not daring to move or even talk. Instead, she bit her lips tightly, fearing that she would break into laughter by accident.

So, the two kept holding each other's hands until the dinner was ready. It felt like a dream to Selah, and she didn’t want to wake up anymore. At the same time, Barry was reluctant to let her go, and so was Selah.

"Dad," Ray sat at the table and asked, "are you free tomorrow?"

"Why’d you ask?" Barry arched his right brow at the sudden question of his son.

"The parent-child sports meeting will be held at school tomorrow," Ray said, biting his lips. "I want to take part in it with you, Dad."

"Yes, of course! I’ll do it with you!" Without any hesitation, Barry agreed right away. Nothing would be more important than spending time with his son.

"Yeah! That is great! Thanks, Dad! You are the best!" Ray was so ecstatic that he almost jumped from the chair. "Mom, will you go with us?" he asked, turning to his mother.

"I..." Selah glanced at Barry first before answering, "I have an interview tomorrow."

At her words, Ray's keen eyes suddenly dimmed, but he still nodded thoughtfully. "I know. I can just go with Dad. That will be good enough for me."

Selah's popularity had skyrocketed in the past two months, quickly making her one of the A-list stars in the country. The rest of her year had already been penciled in as her schedule was jam-packed with shootings, interviews, and TV show guesting. She was even busier than a company CEO like Barry.

"What interview is more important than your son 's activity in school?" A trace of dissatisfaction etched on Barry's face as he sourly put the chopsticks down. And after hearing what he said, Selah gazed at her son with a hint of guilt glimmering in her eyes.

"I'll help you cancel the interview tomorrow," said Barry, who sounded so dominant as those words escaped his mouth. It sounded more like an order than a statement.

"But this is a rare opportunity..."

"With your current popularity, missing one interview will not graze your status." Then, raising his head to look at her, Barry continued, "You don't have to work next month. Just stay at home and accompany Ray. That’s what a mother should do."

"What? No way! You already didn't allow me to act any kissing or bed scene anymore, but now you're canceling my work. My career has just restarted!" Selah couldn't help raise her tone.

"Don't forget who made your career possible." After those unkind words echoed in the dining room, Barry stood up all of a sudden and went upstairs to the study with a stern face.

Selah was left heaving a sigh.

"Mommy, I'm sorry. I made you quarrel with Father," Ray uttered, lowering his head with a pout.

"No, honey. It's not your fault." Selah walked up to her son and gently caressed his head. "It's all my fault. Alright, I won't go to work tomorrow. I'll just stay home and accompany you to the sports meeting, okay?" she comforted in a loving tone.

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"Yes, honey. Come on, let's eat. After dinner, we ’ll do your homework together."

"Okay!"

Meanwhile, in the study, Barry took out a bottle of wine for a drink. He needed to relieve whatever strange emotions he was feeling right now. Why did he get angry for no reason? Everything was just fine earlier. He really couldn't understand himself lately. His emotions seemed to be uncontrollable whenever Selah was involved. Thinking of her, Barry reached out his hand that held hers a while ago. He could still feel the remnant of her warmth against his skin.

'I must be going crazy,' he thought to himself, shaking his head and drinking the last mouthful of wine before heading to the bedroom.

Inside the room was Selah, who was helping Ray with his homework.

"Ray, are you tired? Do you want to have a break before continuing?"

"No, it's alright. I'm almost done." The kid shook his head and continued reading the problem thoroughly.

"Are your eyes okay?" "Yep, there is nothing wrong with my eyes." After nodding, Ray suddenly put down his pen and asked, "Mom, you seem to be very afraid of Dad."

That question made Selah frozen to her seat. She was utterly stunned to know that even her son had noticed it!

"Dad is nice to me, to Elissa, and Alick. Why are you afraid of him, Mom?"

"No, I'm not." Selah shook her head, vigorously. "I'm just... Well, I respect him."

It was this scene that made Barry suddenly brighten up despite his mood. He was leaning by the door and heard everything she said. 'What a liar!' he thought as a smirk found its way on his lips.

"Mommy," Ray frowned and asked, "are you sad because Dad made you suffer a lot before?"

"No. It was not his fault. I don't blame him." Selah shook her head again, now staring blankly at Ray's book, obviously thinking deep.

"But, you guys are so strange when you get along!" Ray bent over the table and said, "You don't kiss or hug each other. You don't sleep together. More often, you either quarrel or don't speak to each other."

"Well, adults are complicated, honey. Your young mind wouldn't understand." Selah turned to her son and patted his hair with a soft smile. "Do you like Dad?" Ray asked, blinking his innocent eyes. Outside the door, Barry suddenly straightened up. His heart almost jumped out of his chest, waiting for Selah's answer.

Biting her lips, she answered, "Yes, I do."

She liked him?

"I like your dad. He is so handsome and rich, and he is your father, so of course, I like him!" she added.

Barry's heart thumped when he heard Selah's confession. Saying that he was surprised at this point would be an understatement--he was flabbergasted. But at the same time, he was also a little confused. Did she say it on purpose because of Ray, or was it real?

"Can you let Dad sleep with us tonight?" Ray snaked his little arm around her mother, playing a little cute to get his way.

"Well..." Stunned at that sudden request, Selah stammered, "But you, we... Uhm. Honey, I'm going to take a shower first."

When she was about to run away, she found Barry standing at the door, eyeing her with so much intensity. As she thought that he probably heard her, her face turned pale with a gush of blush. "Hi! How long have you been standing here?" she asked in an evidently nervous manner.

Barry took one giant step inside and answered, "I've been standing here since you said you like me."

"You, you, you..." Selah stepped back. Then, pointing her slender finger at him, she added in a trembling voice, "Why didn't you let us know?"

"If I let my presence known, would I still hear your confession?" The corners of his mouth twitched. Then, Barry walked up to Ray and patted his head. "Ray, be good. I'll sleep with you tonight. Oh, and with your mother too."

"Yeah! Great! Great!" Ray threw himself into Barry's arms and said, "Dad, you like Mommy too, right?"

Raising his eyebrows, Barry turned to look at Selah without saying anything.

Simultaneously, her face was red as a tomato as she stood still, not knowing what Barry meant with that look. Now feeling even shyer at this encounter, she stamped her feet and staggered to the bathroom to take a shower.

As the water ran through her porcelain skin, Selah thought deep of everything that had happened. Two months ago, Barry proposed that the two of them should try to work it out together. But in those times, there had been no progress in their relationship, except that she and Ray moved into the villa to live with him.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The knocking on the door brought Selah back to her senses. "Did you faint inside? Come out quickly. I want to use the bathroom." Barry's angry voice came through the door, startling her even more.

"There is more than one bathroom in this villa. Use those!" Selah shouted, feeling helpless at this point.

"I want to use this one. Open the door quickly!"

Selah pursed her lips, trying to calm herself. "Okay, I'll be right out."

Barry snorted and leaned against the door of the bathroom. He heard the sound of running water slowly fading, and the next second, Selah came out with a damped hair and bathrobe wrapped around her.

"Well, you can go in now."

As Barry surveyed her body, a surge of heat gradually filled him. Perhaps because he had just drunk some wine that his libido was quite active tonight.

So, before any perverted thoughts conquered his head, he hurried into the bathroom and quickly took a shower. When he came out, Selah was already reading some bedtime stories to their son.

"Dad, come here!" Ray immediately called him over.

Barry paced to the bed and lay down on it. Selah's soft voice echoed in the air, making him feel at ease and peaceful.

After a long time, Ray's breathing became even, signaling that the young boy had already fallen asleep. Selah put down the storybook and

tucked him under the quilt with a smile. When she turned around, she found that Barry was

also fast asleep.

So, quietly, she got out of bed and bent down to look at Barry. She wanted to wake him up after learning that he was still wearing a shirt, but she got absorbed staring at his well-sculpted face.

She traced the outline of his face with her fingers, from his nose, up to his eyes and

eyebrows. Selah sighed slightly and prepared to stand up when Barry suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah!" Utterly shocked, Selah screamed and

almost jolted out of bed.

"Shush! Do you want to wake Ray up?" Barry immediately sat up from the bed and grabbed her in his arms. They both fell on the bed.

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