Darren’s POVThat afternoon, the weather was clear. The sun was shining warmly, casting a soft golden light all around. The wind blew softly, carrying the fresh scent of the flowers blooming in the garden. I sat on the terrace, enjoying my hot tea with such a relaxing view. Unfortunately in front of me, Emma sat with an annoyed look on her face, seemingly wasting the beauty of this afternoon. I lifted my teacup. Sipping the contents slowly, feeling the warmth and distinctive aroma of the tea. "Would you like to drink the tea I just bought from France?" I asked like a royal when drinking tea.Emma shook her head violently, her eyes sharp. "No, thank you," she replied simply.I sighed, putting the teacup back on the table. "You don't look happy. Do you have something to say?"She looked at me with emotion. "Darren, I can't understand how you can be so calm after everything that's happened? How can you sit here, enjoying your tea, as if nothing happened?"I shrugged calmly. "Emma, I'm j
Darren’s POVLate at night, my mother and I arrived at the event that was taking place in a luxurious ballroom in the city center. As soon as we entered the room, I was stunned for a moment. This ballroom was truly magnificent. The high ceilings were adorned with giant sparkling crystal chandeliers, emitting a warm glow that created an elegant atmosphere. The walls were upholstered in a soft gold-colored silk fabric, giving it an undeniably luxurious feel.In the center of the room, round tables upholstered in crisp white cloth were neatly arranged, each decorated with fresh flowers in crystal vases. On each table, there were fine china plates, shiny wine glasses, and perfectly arranged silverware. A small stage was located at the end of the room, where a group of musicians played soft, soothing jazz music. Neatly dressed waiters in black and white uniforms moved deftly among the guests, offering various drinks served in elegant glasses. I saw a variety of colorful drinks, ranging fr
Noella’s POVTonight's party atmosphere was magnificent. Enrick and I were in a large ballroom with sparkling crystal chandeliers, creating a luxurious and elegant feel. Decorations of red and white roses adorned every corner of the room, while silk-clad tables were arranged neatly, complete with porcelain plates and sparkling crystal glasses. Classical music played softly, adding to the romantic feel of the night.As we walked around the room, many guests came to say hello. They smiled warmly and greeted us intimately. Some of them complimented our matching looks and congratulated us."Congratulations, Mr. Enrick, we have heard of your wedding plans. May your plans go smoothly," said a middle-aged man in a neat suit.I smiled politely, feeling a little awkward but also happy to hear the congratulations. "Thank you very much," I replied, trying not to sound nervous. The woman next to the man, who looked elegant in a long red dress, added, "We are very happy to hear this good news. Ma
Noella’s POVEnrick's eyes suddenly turned serious as he looked at me. "Do you hate me so much that you want this contract to end immediately?" he asked without warning. That question made me stammer. I didn't know what to answer. "No, it's not like that," I replied, trying to find the right words to explain what I meant. "Really? Then, we'll be in this relationship for a long time," he said in a calm but firm voice.I paused, processing his words. What did he mean? Did he want a more serious relationship or was he just extending the contract for his own sake? The thought raged in my mind, leaving me confused and unsure of what to do. Before I could ask further questions, Enrick had already extended his hand with a charming smile. "Come on, let's go back to the party room. I think I've had enough here."I took her hand, feeling the warmth of her grip. We went back inside with great elegance, and he was not at all awkward when introducing me as his future wife. Everyone we met seem
Noella’s POVI stood in front of Enrick's room, feeling hesitant actually. The hand that was about to knock on the door felt heavy. I tried to take a deep breath, trying to gather courage. But remembering what if Enrick was messing around in his sleep, I couldn't bear it. Finally, after gathering all my courage, I knocked on the door. But not long after, I regretted it. "What exactly was Sasa's intention in saying that? Gosh, I'm such a fool." I shook my head, annoyed with myself. I was about to turn around and return to my room, but suddenly the door in front of me opened. In front of me, stood Enrick wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. His muscular body was on display. His hips are slim and her abs look perfect. When did he exercise? I've been with him for almost a whole day but I don't know when he worked out to have muscles like that? His hair was wet and he was drying it with a small towel. Water dripped from several parts of his body-hair, chin, Adam's apple, eve
Noella’s POVEnrick's face was getting closer to mine. Making my heart beat faster. His shady, soft eyes were so close that I could feel his breath on my face. His mouth-watering lips were less than twenty centimeters away from me. My heart was a little chaotic, but for some reason I could only stand still. Unconsciously, my eyes closed, preparing to receive a kiss. Seconds passed, but our lips never met. Suddenly, his soft and seductive voice made me open my eyes, "What's wrong, Noella? Why did you close your eyes? Or were you expecting a kiss from me?"My face instantly turned red, and I stammered trying to explain, "I... I didn't think of it that way."Enrick chuckled, his tone seemingly satisfied with making me nervous. "I just wanted to take this petal out of your hair, Noella," he said as he showed me a red petal tucked between my hair. I remember, before I came to Enrick's room, I opened the window, letting fresh air into the room. In front of the window there were indeed a l
Noella’s POV Enrick touched me soulfully, so gently and carefully, as if afraid of making me feel uncomfortable. Every movement of his hands and the look in his eyes, radiating warmth and care, made me feel shy but safe. He caressed my cheek with solid and delicate fingers. His gaze was deep and confident as if to say I could trust him completely. "Noella, look at me," he whispered in a deep, husky voice. His eyes were already filled with a haze of passion. "Trust me, you'll be fine."I looked into his eyes, feeling like I was sinking into his deep, loving gaze. There was not a hint of doubt on his face, only sincerity and a desire to make me feel loved by him. He gently kissed my lips again. This time, it was deeper and more intense. It was like the whole world disappeared, and it was just the two of us in that room. Enrick moved slowly. He was now on top of me. His burly, warm body pressed against me with both hands beside my head. His face lowered as he continued to pamper my li
Noella’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed, fully dressed, even if it was just a seductive nightgown. Meanwhile, Enrick seemed to be still casually wearing only his underwear. Really tested my patience and eyesight. He sat there, his body like a sculpture of a handsome and perfect Greek god. My annoyance peaked, feeling that he was deliberately showing off his body in front of me. "Is that your hobby?" I asked irritably."What?" he asked, not understanding the direction of my conversation. "Are you happy not wearing clothes?" I grumbled, trying to cover up my extreme embarrassment. Also, my nerves were starting to creep up. "Aren't you afraid of getting sick? Show-off."Enrick just smiled mischievously, not the least bit bothered by my words. Instead, he casually spread his legs slightly, revealing something I had just felt last night. My gaze couldn't leave his body, and instantly, the memory of last night flooded my mind, making my face blush. "Win why?" he teased dispassionately.
Noella’s POVAfter a beautiful wedding, Enrick and I embarked on our honeymoon to Paris, France, a city known for its romance. I felt very excited as the plane landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport. This was the beginning of a new adventure for both of us.We arrived at a luxurious hotel located near the Eiffel Tower. From the balcony of our room, the view of the majestic Eiffel Tower was mesmerizing. "Look at that, Enrick. It's beautiful," I said, holding his hand tightly."Do you like it?""Very much. I like it a lot, Enrick," I replied happily.After a short rest, we decided to walk around the city. We visited the Eiffel Tower and climbed to the top. The view of Paris from the top was amazing. We took pictures and enjoyed every moment. "This is amazing, Enrick. I've never felt so happy," I said, smiling at him.After enjoying the view, we decided to try some French cuisine. We had lunch at a small restaurant famous for its traditional cuisine. I ordered escargot, and Enrick tried coq
Noella’s POVThe atmosphere in the bride's dressing room was full of excitement. I sat in front of the mirror, wearing a graceful white wedding dress with intricate lace embellishments. All the wedding accessories were perfectly set; a diamond tiara in my hair, a pearl necklace that hung beautifully around my neck, and ivory-colored high heels that added elegance to my appearance. In my hand, I held a bouquet of wedding flowers consisting of white roses and lilies, symbols of purity and eternal love.My heart was pounding, and I felt agitated. I stared at the mirror, trying to calm myself down by taking a deep breath. Uncle Martin walked into the dressing room with a big smile. "Noella, you look so beautiful," he said lovingly. I smiled nervously, feeling a little relieved by his praise.Uncle Martin came over and held my hand gently. "Don't be nervous, Noella. Everything will go well. You'll make Enrick and your mother very proud."I nodded slowly, trying to absorb the calmness of hi
Chapter 140Noella’s POVAfter enjoying a delicious dinner, we moved to the living room. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, with soft lamplight shining. The aroma of warm tea and the prepared snacks spread out, creating a truly relaxing atmosphere. We sat on the sofa, enjoying each other's company and making small talk.With his friendly smile, Uncle Martin took a photo album from the shelf and brought it to the table. "I have something to show you," he said, turning to the first page. The album was full of pictures of my childhood, from when I was a baby to when I grew up. Each photo brought back sweet memories of our time together."This is Noella when she was just starting to learn to walk," Uncle Martin said as he showed me the photo where I looked cute with chubby cheeks and wobbly little steps. Mama Isabella smiled at the photo, her eyes twinkling."You've been active since you were little, huh," Mama Isabella said jokingly.Uncle Martin continued to tell me stories, describing f
Noella's POV"We can make vegetable soup with this meat," I said while chopping vegetables. "A soup that's warm and full of love."Uncle Martin smiled, his spirits beginning to rise. "That's a good idea, Noella. I'll prepare the pot and start cutting the meat."We worked together in the kitchen, the atmosphere full of togetherness and joy. I felt the warmth of Uncle Martin's home, a warmth that made every meal special. We cooked with gusto, sharing tasks and stories."This dish reminds me of my childhood," Uncle Martin said as he stirred the soup pot. "Back then, your foster mother and I used to cook together, just like today."I smiled and added some spices to the pot. "Cooking together like this always makes me feel happy, Uncle."After a while, our vegetable soup began to boil, and a delicious aroma filled the kitchen. I checked the taste of the soup and added a little salt to my cooking. "It seems to have the right flavor, Uncle." "This will be the perfect dish to welcome your ma
Noella's POVI grasped Uncle Martin's hand tighter and looked into his eyes earnestly. "Uncle, I will never leave you, no matter what. So, will you stay with me at my mama's house?"Uncle Martin shook his head slowly, his face filled with doubt. "I'm not sure, Noella. I don't think I deserve to live in a rich man's house. My place is here, in this simple house."I looked at him warmly and reassuringly. "Uncle, you're like my own father. You've taken such good care of me all these years. I want you to come with me, to be part of my family."He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded slowly. "All right, Noella. Suppose that's what you want. But I'm worried that this house we live in now will fall into disrepair if it's not lived in. Who will take care of it?"I smiled and grasped his hand tighter. "That's a small matter, Uncle. I'll make sure this house is maintained. You don't have to worry. this tonight, I will visit your house to thank you."Uncle Martin looked at me with eyes
Noella’s POVI visited Uncle Martin in his modest but always warm home. We sat across from each other in the memorable living room. I warmly clasped his hand, feeling his skin's rough texture from years of hard work. Uncle Martin looked at me with affectionate eyes, slightly confused by the seriousness on my face."Uncle, you know that I love you very much," I said in a slightly trembling voice."Of course, I know that, Noella. You always do everything for me. You always remember celebrating important moments in Uncle's life, like birthdays and other special days. You often prepare little surprises or cook Uncle's favourite foods to show your affection for me. I always feel that you are the greatest gift in my life. But why are you asking me that?" asked Uncle Martin, curious and confused.I took a deep breath, trying to gather the courage to continue. "Uncle, I consider you like my parents. Just like my adoptive parents, too."There was a frown of concern on Uncle Martin's forehead.
Noella's POVA few days passed, and today, Enrick took me to the most famous diamond dealer in town. When we entered the luxurious store, the atmosphere of elegance was immediate. The crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and the red carpet that greeted our steps made me feel like I had entered another world of luxury.Several waiters in neat and formal uniforms immediately greeted us with warm smiles. Before long, the shop owner, an elegant and friendly man, came to greet us. "Welcome to our shop. We are honored to serve you," he said with a smile. "You two look very good together."I felt awkward at his compliment, but Enrick smiled and thanked me. "We are looking for wedding rings. So show us the best ring you have," Enrick said firmly.The shopkeeper nodded enthusiastically. "Of course, sir. Please take a seat. We'll show you our best collection shortly." He signaled to the waiters, who immediately rushed to prepare some rings.We sat on a comfortable sofa while the servant
Noella's POV Enrick and Mama Isabella gathered in Mama's dining room when lunchtime came. The dining table in front of us was full of various appetizing, luxurious-looking, and diverse dishes that could only be found in the homes of the rich. There were main courses such as beef tenderloin with truffle sauce, elegantly presented lobster thermidor, and roast chicken seasoned with exotic spices. On the other side of the table are platters of fresh salads with a mix of organic vegetables, premium cheeses, and homemade dressings. Not to forget the crispy and soft artisan bread served with smooth and fragrant butter. For dessert, there are melt-in-your-mouth chocolate soufflés, rich tiramisu, and neatly cut fresh fruits. We ate our lunch quietly, savoring each bite in comfortable silence. However, it was suddenly shattered when Mama asked Enrick abruptly, "Enrick, so when are you going to marry my daughter? Do you love her? Or are your feelings not serious with her?" I was stunned to h
Noella’s POVIsabella took a deep breath before continuing as if gathering strength to convey something very important. Her usually stern face now looked soft, filled with deep affection. "I know that Uncle Martin is a very good man. I also know that your life is hard out there. You were often insulted and belittled by arrogant people like Darren and Emma. They who never liked you," she said in a tone of concern.I nodded slowly, recalling all the bitter experiences I'd had. "So, if someday mom leaves this world, all the assets that mom has will belong to you. You're my only heir," she continued firmly, but her voice was still full of tenderness. "My wealth is par with Stuart's, if not a little richer. Mama even recently purchased the assets of an island in your name to celebrate your return home."I looked at her with teary eyes, finding it hard to accept everything she said. "Mama," I said, holding back my eyes from watering. Isabella grasped my hand tightly, giving me strength thr