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
I decided to stay at a small and cheapest inn on the outskirts of town. I deliberately didn't choose an expensive inn because I didn't have much money to survive, plus I had also been evicted from my home and didn't know how long I would stay there.I've never gotten any money from my father. Father decided on such a thing because he thought of me as a lowly person. Unlike my stepbrother, my father would be generous and spoiled him a lot. That made me jealous of Adeline.My head was dizzy thinking about the incident earlier that I thought would be my happy day. It turned out to be the worst day of my entire life. I was still wondering why did that happen?I went into the toilet, which was very small, to wash my face with cold water. My hand rubbed the dewy mirror of the sink. My eyes were puffy after crying so much earlier.I let out a long breath. "I should be able to move on, right?" I asked, staring at my pathetic reflection in the mirror.After finishing my business in the small r
I opened my eyes slowly as a bright light dazzled my eyes."Where am I?" My hand gripped my head, which suddenly hurt a lot. Opening my eyes wide, I began to scan my surroundings. This place was like a hospital room but smaller. "What happened to me?" I also saw that my clothes had changed into hospital clothes."Hi, welcome back." A woman dressed as a nurse came to see me. The woman smiled kindly at me.Perhaps she saw the confusion on my face, so she explained how I ended up in this clinic before I asked."There was someone who brought you here. You were unconscious, and all your clothes were wet."I let out a long breath. I seemed to remember the incident where I was about to head to the inn to rest because my clothes were wet."Can I meet the person who helped bring me here? I want to thank him."The head nurse shook her head slowly with a very regretful look. "Unfortunately, that person has left. He said he was swamped, so he couldn't wait until you woke up."I was a little disap
Chris' POVTonight, I was at a bar in the city center, enjoying my drink alone. I poured my bottle, which was half empty, into a round glass and gulped it down. I poured it again until the liquid in the bottle was gone entirely. It didn't matter if I was drunk.The frenetic sound of the DJ's music was pounding so loudly that my ears were almost ringing. I cast my eyes around the bar, which tonight seemed to be very crowded with revelers.I let out a long breath. I was suffering because of Nicole Martinez. The woman I thought I loved. I've done everything for her, and now I don't want to care about her anymore after I know what she's like.My head was already very dizzy from all the drinking and the loud music. I felt very bored and intended to leave here.I feel like I'm not drunk even though I've finished a bottle. My brain still seemed to be functioning very well. It was just that my head felt dizzy, and the effect of the music was very annoying. I got off the barstool and almost fe
Chris’ POVOne month had passed since Nicole's accident. Investigators said that Nicole's body could not be found. They assumed that Nicole's body was burnt up in the accident, as well as the taxi driver's, since the car exploded, leaving only the skeleton of the car behind. Others say that wild animals ate the bodies in the area, as the rescue team arrived too late. All are assumptions, and no one knows what happened to them. But what is certain is that they are dead.I don't understand how I feel right now. I don't want to think about what happened before and try to forget about it. And, now, I've been faced with something I can't avoid because what Adeline Martinez said the other day about the wedding happened—the marriage of the two Grant-Martinez families.I don't know what to say because, at this moment I'm already at the altar to perform the marriage blessing. I have stood here before, but this time, I will be the groom of Adeline Martinez, who is none other than Nicole's step-