My CEO Wife Sheltered My Assistant When I wasn't Home

It was my fifth year on a classified mission when my superiors finally approved my request to visit my family back home.

I had just parked in the spot my wife had reserved for me when a little boy suddenly ran up and splashed a bucket of paint across my face.

“This is my daddy’s parking space! My mommy saved it for him! Who said you could park here?!”

Mommy saved it for Daddy?

Since when did I have a son like that?

I stared at the little boy. He was dressed in a custom-made suit I had specifically designed for my son. I reached out to grab him, determined to find the answers.