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Xavier carried Xaire back to her own room and left Margarette all by herself at the living room where she stared blankly in nowhere. Her mind was thinking back at the things he had said. Her heart was beating so painfully fast that it made her tears want to flow on their own. But she took a deep breath and shook her head.What should I do? She asked herself. To be quite honest, she's lost. She felt powerless over his whims. She has never felt this before.Even during that night, she was restless. She couldn't blink to sleep. She was just staring at the ceiling while thinking about the things he had said to her. She was slowly hesitating. She thinks of giving him another chance. Everyone can make mistakes. Everyone has made a mistake in their lives, and it is something inevitable. However, what he did just, JUST, left a scar in her heart. It haunts her. What if he will do it again to her? Not just her, but also to their daughter? That's what she's afraid of the most. For the past to rep
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When the car came to a halt, Xavier exited the car to open up the door for her. She awkwardly said her thanks and accepted his hand. "Daddy, are we gonna see Mickey Mouse today?" Xaire asked as the kid held his hand."Yes, princess. You want that?" "Yes! I want to meet Elsa, too!""Of course, you will be able to see and meet them today. Daddy promised that to you, okay?""Okay! Thank you, daddy! Love you!" Xaire enthusiastically said and jumped carelessly, causing her to nearly fall if not because of Xavier's fast reflex."Gosh, Xaire," Margarette stressed out. The two only giggled.Since it was hot, Xavier took out an umbrella and carried Xaire as they roamed around for a little bit. Margarette doesn't want to get burned by the sun so she fits herself with one umbrella with Xavier."Do we have another umbrella? I don't think this is enough for us," she complained."It's a pity we only have one. Why? Wanna rest now?"She shook her head. "No, it's okay. Let's get going."The maid who
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He went speechless. As if he was lost for words that he could only stare at her. She continued, "Maybe yes, today you care for us. Maybe yes you still love us. But that doesn't change the fact that you hate our family. Any time you want to, you can hurt us. I have doubts, Xavier. I am afraid of what you're gonna do if you ever lose your grip on what you believe today. You're maybe longing for us, but I know there is still a part of you that is infuriating. Like an active volcano that would erupt at no given time. And I fear it, Xavier. I fear that one day you will snap out of it and end up doing what you have done 5 years ago...""That's not gonna happen again, Margarette.""I don't know..." she whispered. "We don't know what will happen in the future.""Baby," he uttered. "Trust me that would never happen." He held her shoulders and made her face him. She already had tears in her eyes as it shone under the glimmering light emitting from the moon above them.Her lips quivered. "H-How
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The night ended up pretty agonising and long. For the rest of the night, all she could was the talk they had. Margarette left as soon as she heard his explanation. Her mind was blown with the new information she had heard. She doesn't know what to believe anymore.All she could do was cry.She kept crying and crying until her heart was content. Her eyes were swollen and her soul was aching. Her gut twists painfully in her stomach as if her conscience were trying to guilt trip her.Xavier, on the other hand, ended up not sleeping. He went and worked through his laptop whilst watching over as his girls slept.In his heart, he was content he was able to express his side. He was able to express those emotions he kept inside him. He's not expecting to be reciprocated or being pitied, he just felt okay by being able to express. That's what matters to him right now.The next morning, Margarette refused to get up from the bed even though they had plans for the day. Xavier immediately understoo
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They entered the awaiting car and sat in the backseat together. Xavier was gently swaying their sleeping daughter in his arms to try not to wake her up until it's time for their lunch. As they sat in the backseat, things were pretty silent and awkward. None of them have spoken up nor any of them tried to even move; as if they were paralyzed or something. But they knew, they knew what was going on between them.The car soon after came to a halt. They exited the vehicle and entered a 5 star restaurant which was only reserved for them alone. Xavier doesn't want anyone to disturb them nor did he want his family to get uncomfortable being around with other people and getting stared at. He treasures privacy that much, especially about this personal matter which only concerns his own family.All dishes are ready already in case the two girls might want to try everything. They were being treated special because they literally are."Gosh, I hate wasabi," she mumbled as she breathed. He laughed
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Days had went passed by pretty quick. It's been a week after they went to Disneyland. So far, things had been good after that day. Xavier and Margarette's relationship had become less complicated and heavy which causes them to live comfortably around with each other for the past days."How long would it last for the renovation though? I need the exact date right now." Xavier was on his phone and was talking to someone in the garden. Margarette didn't want to interfere and listen to the conversation, but she was already there and felt the need to continue eavesdropping even though she knew it was bad. "One month is way too long. I don't care about how much would it all be cost. Double the workers and make it as soon as you can, I will double the payment. Do you understand me?" He nodded his head as if he was listening to the person on the other line. "Okay, good. 15 days, alright? Okay, good, good."He turned off the phone and let out a sigh before he put his phone back to his Jean's po
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“So, better create memories instead because it last for a very long period of time.” She smiled, genuinely. “If you really want to make it up with us, then spoiling us with things like this is the least we want. It's about the quality, Xavier.”With that being said, she turned around and left, leaving him being drowned by his thoughts. His heart took a leap as he watched how she walked back inside the house with a smile still int acted on her lips.It was the first time…It was the first time since forever he saw that smile again. Furthermore, it was so pure, so innocent, and just so… genuine.He couldn't help but to fall in love again and again.'Things would fade, but memories stay forever…' Her voice rang through his head like a broken radio. It kept playing in his head. His heart was beating so fast, and loudly he could literally hear it in his head.He cupped his chest where his heart was located too. It beats only one name, and it was her.Her words weren't precise, yet it were m
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Chapter 85: SoftShe took his hand rather hesitantly. She still has doubts but she's beginning to trust and forgive him. After all, it wasn't that late to start anew... Right?The three went up to the rooftop together through the elevator in the mansion. Margarette's arm was linked to his and their daughter was holding her father's other hand. They looked so perfect together. The staff and other people in the mansion couldn't help but to get stunned at how beautiful the three are.The elevator had come to its halt, welcoming the family of three to the nice, warm and comfortable wind of the night. The three of them have a smile on their faces.Xavier led his wife and daughter to the table and pulled out the chairs for them like a real gentleman before he took a seat of his own.The Christmas lights around the small mini garden on the rooftop makes everything so magical along with the soft, chilling music that comes from the piano and violin makes the atmosphere lighter and much more com
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