Chapter Two Hundred Thirty Nine

Gwen.

This is what I imagined when I dreamed of having a family. I imagined everyone loving each other and having a meal together, whilst talking and laughing amongst ourselves. This is what family is.

I couldn’t help but smile throughout the dinner, and let me say I didn’t stop admiring my ring. It was perfect and unique in its own way but I loved it.

“You’ve been spacing out a lot baby, is there something on your mind?” I almost jumped from my seat when Henry leaned close and whispered in my ear.

“What?” I asked, glancing at me.

“You have been spacing out without eating, so I want to know what you’re thinking about. Are you still thinking about the surprise or do you have something on your mind,” he repeated his earlier question.

“I don’t. Well I do, you didn’t tell me you went to ask for permission from my father?” I asked.

He shrugged, “I had to do the right thing. The first time I married you I didn’t care about asking your father nor did I care if you had one at that time but no