My Mate Is A Witch
Chapter 89

“Because now, no matter how much I hard I try, I can’t snatch those things that are written in his destiny,” Santino said. “And I don’t want to waste my remaining money on doing something which won’t work in my favor.”

“Have you observed that from the moment that witch walked in his life, everything is happening well in his life?” Lucca asked, on which Santion nodded his head. “How about we separate him from his mate?” He asked, and in the next moment, the pen with which Santino was playing hit his head.

“I don’t have one right person around me, Idiot. Go ahead, try doing so, then don’t blame me when Bolt will rip your heart out of your body for planning anything against his mate.” Santino growled at him at this stupid idea.

Why the hell would he try to separate Artemis and Caroline, knowing very well that Moon Goddess had paired them together? They were destined to be together, and if they weren’t, then he wouldn’t have to do anything. Just like Artemis’s first mate, she would also leave him. Plotting such a stupid plan might backfire.

Thinking about Artemis’s first mate, he recalled how she had left him just because he was a NOBODY except the son of an Alpha and son of a Billionaire with nothing of his own; even the Alpha position was uncertain for him then. But now… after ten years, Artemis was going to be the CEO of the company. He wasn’t the same boy who was known by his father’s name. Even though Santino hated to admit it, but Artemis had skills and was talented enough to take the business to another level, which also meant that along with Artemis’s success, she would also return back to his life.

She would, for sure!!

So, he didn’t have to do anything. Just wait and watch and concentrate on the pack, which was finally his and only his.

*

Otherside!!

“I want the custom suit for my champ similar to mine,” Artemis said, placing Bobby in his lap, who was looking around in excitement because everything near was so shiny. “Want to look around, Artin?” He asked him softly.

Bobby nodded his head before speaking, “Yes!!”

“Okay! But don’t run.” With this, Artemis put him down. Both the couple decide to keep ‘Bobby’ as his nickname while his name in school would be ‘Artin Silvano Gosling’ Artin was the mixture of their name while ‘Silvano’ was the name of his uncle, by b***d, Bobby was his grandson, so Artemis suggested to give Bobby his real grandfather name. Actually, he had stolen this idea from Caroline’s family; he had observed every kid had either a first or second name from their ancestors.

For example, Caroline’s name was the second name of her late grandmother, Colton and Calvin’s middle name was the first name of their grandfather, and so on.

“Is he your son, Mr. Gosling?” The personal designer of Artemis asked, on which Artemis nodded with a smile.

“I didn’t know you’re married and had a son,” he commented, on which he didn’t explain but just smiled and saw Bobby running back to him, holding a shiny princess gown of his size in his hand. Before he could have got a chance to ask anything, Bobby kept it in Artemis’s lap.

“I… want…” Bobby said, pointing toward it. “This”

Both Artemis and the designer laughed at his innocence. “Champ, these are for girls, not for boys.”

After two hours!!

“Moon Goddess! Becoming parents is so tough.” Artemis complained, walking inside the penthouse while Caroline followed him, carrying sleeping Bobby in her arms.

“What happened?” Colton asked, keeping his laptop aside while Caroline went directly into the room to place Bobby on the bed and change his clothes. Artemis started explaining how Bobby was more into shiny and Princess design clothes than compare to suits. He had created small havoc when Artemis said NO to the gown. At that time, he wanted nothing but a gown; not just that, he also wanted to try it just like Caroline was checking her clothes. He wasn’t ready to listen to anyone’s word, so in the end, both Caroline and Artemis had no other choice than to purchase a gown that he wanted and also demand to make him wear that gown.

Bobby nodded his head before speaking, “Yes!!”

“Okay! But don’t run.” With this, Artemis put him down. Both the couple decide to keep ‘Bobby’ as his nickname while his name in school would be ‘Artin Silvano Gosling’ Artin was the mixture of their name while ‘Silvano’ was the name of his uncle, by b***d, Bobby was his grandson, so Artemis suggested to give Bobby his real grandfather name. Actually, he had stolen this idea from Caroline’s family; he had observed every kid had either a first or second name from their ancestors.

After that, Bobby gave his measurement to the designer so that his baby-size suit was similar to Artemis’s suit.

Colton smiled a little, a very little, tiny curve at the corner of his lips.

“You know nothing will go wrong if you will show me your teeth while smiling.” Artemis pointed out, groaning.

“So, where is the gown that you bought for Artin?” Colton asked, changing the topic.

“Ahh.. that. Caroline returned it to the boutique after diverting Artin’s mind to another topic, just like you did recently.” Artemis responded. “Little babies, how easily they forget something,” he said with a smile, recalling how Artin totally forgot that he was crying, yelling, and getting angry at everyone for a gown, then forgot about it the next moment.

“That’s the best thing about childhood. They don’t hold a grudge for anyone, but we adults forget that part.” Colton replied, accidentally making Artemis realize that at the upcoming party in which he would be announced as a CEO, no one had invited Santino to the company’s party because of his recent deeds, but what else could he do now?

He guessed, nothing!!

He wasn’t some criminal or sort of enemy, so nothing could go wrong if he would invite Santino, right?

***

Four days later!!

Finally, it was the day when Artemis was going to be appointed s the new CEO of the company, and also the day when Caroline was going to tell her mother about her relationship status. After spending hours in the spa, Caroline looked at herself in the mirror. After approx seven years and five months, she had worn something that wasn’t black.