Nicole's POVIn the car, I was half-listening to Matthew, who was grilling me about Richard, whom I had left with Chris. I had told my fiancé about this father-son encounter earlier, reassuring him that the man who was related to my son had kept our agreement during his several encounters with him.He should have had nothing to worry about, but I couldn't understand why she would do something like this to me when we were already halfway to the bespectacled man's meeting place with his business partner."You don't have to think about it too much, Matthew." I finally said, looking at the man who finished his words when I spoke. "We're going to spend time together while Richard is already scheduled to spend time with that man. Just leave them and us to our own business."The man still didn't say anything as the car drove on until we finally arrived at a red light. He looked at me, smiling slightly, but he had a bad feeling on his face."Well, you're right, Nicole. I'm sorry."I didn't an
Nicole's POVI looked at Matthew, who couldn't answer my question right away. He was silent, his mouth clamped shut, but with a troubled look behind the glasses he wore, I was sure that my question was the unspoken truth between us.I snorted, then quickly stepped away to leave him. I couldn't believe she could lie to me like that. Even though it was trivial, I couldn't appreciate his actions that seemed to have fooled me for his own interests. I didn't think he was that kind of man."Nicole." He called my name at the same time as his hand held mine until my steps stopped in place. I didn't turn around, hearing his following words to me. "Sorry, you already know... I lied to you but did that because I still wanted to spend time with you."I turned my head, looking at him sharply and not mincing words. "I don't like what you did, Matthew. You've embarrassed me just the same."I still remember the laughter of the two men who looked familiar, while I felt like a fool for not knowing what
Chris' POVA few days ago, I discovered that Nicole was not Smith's biological daughter. Not only that, she turned out to be a child taken in from the streets. After that, I felt restless.I was driving alone when I happened to see the guy with the damn glasses in his car. He didn't see me, but I could see him focusing on the road, and I unconsciously followed him. The man drove through this road outside the city as smoothly as he had passed it several times before.We finally arrived at a cemetery. I stopped pretty far away from him but kept an eye on where the car of the man I disliked and the figure in it, who finally walked out of the car with a wreath in hand.His actions astonished me as he walked languidly toward the row of graves that lay before him. I walked after her, far enough away that she wouldn't realise that I was behind and watching her."What is she doing here?"I knew that he was obviously here to visit, but what for? And who was he visiting that she could stare at
Chris' POV"What do you mean?"I hadn't heard that name for so long that I thought there was something that that sly woman could use about her, but I didn't know what was on the mind of the woman still sitting quietly by the bar.The woman smiled. "Are you only willing to talk to me now after hearing the name of your beloved ex-wife?" She asked back, clearly mocking me with her actions.Both she and I knew that I had never loved that woman, and Julia only said things like that to hurt my pride in wasting time in a useless relationship.I motioned for the bodyguard to return to his position while I approached again. "What do you mean? There is no need for small talk.""I told you earlier, I'm just meeting your ex-wife in prison. Poor thing. Do you have no intention of visiting her at all?" the woman asked, still sounding playful in my ears. I didn't cut her off, and she looked at me a little more seriously. "I heard he did something bad."I didn't say anything yet, just stared at her a
Chris' POVToday, I was going to meet with Richard. He'd planned to have our meeting at his house, so I left there immediately. Now we were in the garden outside his home, relaxing while enjoying the sunlight shining behind the clouds.Earlier, we were in the boy's laboratory, one of the unique rooms inside the house, a smaller version of his original laboratory. He had brought me there because he was still working on his project and wanted to show me his robots.I felt proud to see some of the robots displayed in the room, showing his hard work so far. The boy was very focused, working on something he wanted and loved simultaneously, namely robots."How about this? This is only a small part of my collection of robots, while the others are in my grandfather's lab." He said, looking proud of himself."Good," I replied briefly.He seemed to be trying not to show me any expression, but his eyes were sparkling. "Of course, I made this with my own idea."I nodded, still looking around the
Chris POVI was genuinely shocked by what Edwin said. I had no idea their wedding would happen so soon, especially since their engagement only took place a few weeks ago. I had at least a few more months before something like this would happen. I looked at the old man, who had become the head of the family for my son and Nicole. He must have told me this on purpose, but I held myself back from reacting. After all, I had already expected that the woman I still love and that cursed man with glasses would eventually marry. However, my dreams sometimes gave me hope that the opposite might happen. Of course, deep inside, I still hoped that Richard, Nicole, and I could form a family. But besides the sweet dreams I had about the two of them, I also had nightmares that haunted me often. It was always the same in those dreams—I stood at the altar with her, only to leave her. It kept happening as if to remind me of my initial mistake. If only I had stayed by her side back then, maybe the
Nicole's POV“That man gave you this and then left?” I asked, glancing at the chocolate cake visible through the top of the box and then at Key, who was still holding it. My assistant nodded. “He wanted to give this to you and the young master, Miss.” “I don’t want it. Throw it away,” I said without a second thought. I didn’t know what that selfish man was thinking by buying such a large chocolate cake for me and my son. Yes, I liked the flavor, and so did Richard, but there was no way I could accept his gift, especially not at this time. Key was about to leave, but suddenly, my son came in, walking through my open door and approaching us curiously. His eyes were fixated on the box Key was holding. “What’s that, Key?” “Ah, Young Master—” I tried to stop Richard, already knowing what he was about to do, but he had already grabbed the cake box and placed it on the nearest table. He opened the box, revealing a whole chocolate cake that looked delicious and smelled amazing.
Today is my happiest day because today is my wedding day to Christian Grant, the man I've been in a serious relationship with for the past year. I love him very much, and he loves me too.We have been planning this wedding since three months ago. Christian left all the wedding preparations to me, and he gave me the freedom to choose what theme I would choose for our wedding party.Christian is a very kind and caring man. We met in one of the cafes some time ago by accident. Then, we started exchanging cell phone numbers and communicating. After a month of knowing each other, we decided to have a serious relationship.Right now, Christian and I are standing in front of the altar with a priest standing in front of us. I was wearing a bone white wedding dress, the wedding dress of my dreams. I made the lace fabric into an A-line dress design with a sweeping tail and an off-the-shoulder cut. To give a graceful impression to my appearance, I also used a wedding veil to add a sacred impress