Chapter 530

"The wedding is happening soon anyway. To me, it's no different from being on our honeymoon right now."

A satisfied smile spread across Liam Sullivan's eyes.

For him, the most important promise was already in his grasp. That was enough.

He had long since slipped into the mindset of a newlywed on his honeymoon, his heart brimming with sweetness.

His next goal, naturally, was to diligently "make babies," to have her give birth to a whole brood of adorable children for him.

Yes, his dream was to assemble a "soccer team."

Such a grand blueprint, of course, required his full dedication.

Therefore, he decided he would "grudgingly" provide excellent "service" at night, striving to get her pregnant as soon as possible.

In fact, after she fell asleep last night, he had already started pondering names for their children.

The names needed to be meaningful, pleasant to the ear, and able to complement each other, so people would know they were siblings just by hearing them.

More importantly, the names had to carry a trace of him and her.

With so many conditions, finding satisfactory ones wouldn't be easy.

It seemed he'd need to enlist Oliver Winston and Ethan Roscente for brainstorming.

"Your mind jumps ahead way too fast, straight into the future," Vivian Bennett couldn't help but tease.

"Of course. I'm already picking out names for the kids," Liam said with a proud grin, his eyes crinkling with unconcealed joy.

"There's not even a hint of a child yet. What's the rush? We have over a year. Plenty of time for you to think slowly."

Vivian shook her head helplessly, suddenly feeling Liam had a childish side too.

When he got happy, he did silly things.

Not even the first stroke of the character was written, and he was already enthusiastically planning. Who knew where the children even were!

Liam pulled her into his arms, brimming with confidence. "Who says? Pregnancy lasts ten months, then the baby is born. If I'm diligent, we can have a child in at most ten months. Time is tight! Not only do we need to pick names, but we also have to prepare baby supplies, decorate the nursery... Oh right, I want to design the room myself, pick the cutest toys. See? So many things need to be perfectly prepared to welcome our little one."

Listening to him seriously list all the preparations, Vivian suddenly realized Liam would be a devoted, hands-on dad.

He was more enthusiastic and serious about it than she was.

While she loved children too, she admitted she lacked the patience to design a nursery or pick out toys.

Those things required immense patience and love.

She could almost picture him holding a child, his eyes curved into happy crescents.

Her eyes grew slightly warm, a wave of emotion rising in her heart.

Even if he wasn't a "good person" in the conventional sense, when it came to family, he was absolutely a man who gave his all.

Having weathered so many storms, to still have this kind of love, to have a man who loved her so deeply by her side—what more could she ask for?

"So, do you prefer boys or girls?" she softened her voice, wrapping her arms around his neck, asking seriously.

Truthfully, she didn't want children too soon.

Having kids meant less couple time, the hassle of raising them, and getting old faster.

They hadn't been together for long, hadn't fully enjoyed the sweetness of being in love, and were about to step into the stage of parenthood and being an old married couple.

Thinking about it was a bit scary. It wasn't the life she had envisioned at all, something she'd never experienced, so she couldn't help feeling apprehensive.

Alright, she admitted she cared about her figure, her looks, and her freedom too.

But seeing him so happy, she was infected by his enthusiasm.

Suddenly, having children didn't seem so bad.

As long as he could be happy, she would be happy too.