The Wedding Of The Century (1)

Ryan woke up early the next morning.

After he finished helping Aiden with his bath and tucking him in for bed, he went out of the bedroom.

Outside at the dining table, Liam was happily reading another entry in Alicia's diary. When the little boy caught sight of Ryan, he tucked the diary away in haste.

Ryan was stricter than Aiden ever was, and Ryan did not tolerate reading or playing during meals.

"Good morning, Liam," Ryan patted Liam's head before he went to sit on an empty chair.

"Good morning, Papa," Liam replied obediently. His eyes darted toward his parents' bedroom. "Is Mama not coming?"

Ryan chuckled in response.

Aiden rarely had the energy to wake up early in the morning after fooling around with Ryan during the night.

"Your Mama is tired. I will bring you to school this morning."

"Oh, okay!"

Ryan's gaze wandered from Liam's cheerful face to the glittery diary on his lap.

"Liam, do you keep a journal?"

Liam shook his head.

"I don't."