Classic Novel
CHAPTER 72
CHAPTER 72 – Zara’s POV
We had been tirelessly searching for donors, hoping to find the perfect pair of eyes for Ava. As we awaited her recovery from the recent eye surgery, she remained fragile due to malnourishment.
To ensure the well-being of both Ava and Enrique, we sought the assistance of our trusted pediatrician. Regular check-ups and monitoring their health became our top priority.
“Thank you, Mom. I love you!” she exclaimed, planting a sweet kiss on my cheek. I offered my cheek, making it easier for her to reach. Our youngest overflowed with affection.
“Mom loves you too, my dear. Alright, let’s take a break from the cookies for now and have lunch later, alright?” I suggested as we moved to the table.
“It’s okay, Mom. These dolls are just for me to play with,” she assured me, referring to the gifts from her uncles and aunts.
I anticipated that they would spoil her, especially since she was currently the youngest among her cousins.
We thoroughly enjoyed the meal that Mom and I had prepared. I cooked a savory stewed beef, satisfying our appetites. I couldn’t help but take pictures of our culinary creations, intending to send them to Lucas. I wondered if my husband had already had his lunch.
While savoring our meal, my phone suddenly vibrated. It was Lucas, and I quickly answered, eager to hear his voice.
“Who’s this? You must have the wrong number,” I playfully teased on the other end of the line, a mischievous grin forming on my face. I could hear him chuckling, his laughter like music to my ears.
“Is that so? Can I still flirt with you?” he responded, fully embracing the playful banter. It brought a smile to my face. Sometimes, I felt like a teenager again, unaware of the passing years.
“Oh no, dear brother, I was already taken. I am loyal to my husband,” I declared, adding a hint of regret in my voice. I decided to play along and tease him further.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
“Oh, really?” he countered, his words laced with humor.
He then requested a video call.
Was I in heaven? Was this where I could finally lay eyes upon an angel? My husband, with his striking handsomeness, appeared before me. He was a temptation that was hard to resist, a sin I willingly succumbed to.
“My husband was not only my partner in life but also my beloved brother. He possessed both wealth and irresistible charm that attracted attention wherever he went. Yet, despite the attention he received from others, his heart remained devoted to me. However, it was not without its challenges when I discovered his past as a womanizer. The strength of our relationship was put to the test.”
I playfully taunted him, observing his reaction as he closed his eyes, perhaps feeling a pang of guilt. “Oh, dear, it stings a little, doesn’t it?” I couldn’t help but laugh, a mixture of jest and genuine affection.
Concerned about his well-being, I quickly shifted the conversation, asking about his day. “Did you have a break, my dear? Were you finished with work? Did you have lunch yet?” I bombarded him with questions, eager to hear about his schedule and ensure he was taking care of himself.
He replied with a hint of drowsiness, indicating his fatigue. “We will have a meeting later, my love, with board members and investors. After that, I would finally have lunch. But all I wanted right now was to be with you. I missed you dearly, my love. You and our children meant everything to me.”
I suggested that he should rest as well, expressing my concern for his well-being. “You deserved some rest too, my dear. Take care of yourself.”
Lucas, my husband, acknowledged my words and reaffirmed his commitment to our family. “Yes, my love, I understand. I am working tirelessly to provide a comfortable life for you and our child. It’s not just a sense of duty; it’s because I genuinely want it. I love you, Zara Delafontaine Blackwood. I promise to work harder, remain loyal, stay faithful, and be by your side until our last breath. My love for you knows no bounds.”
Who wouldn’t be thrilled to have a spouse as sweet as sugar? His stunning appearance and the grace he carries are truly blessings from above.
“Save those beautiful vows for our wedding, Mr. Lucas Blackwood. I want to hear even more enchanting words from you at the altar,” I playfully teased, eagerly anticipating our future nuptials. “By the way, don’t be late for the event, okay?”
“No problem, my love. I would never miss it,” he promised.
After the call ended, I went to check on Ava, and I found her combing her hair. She looked like an angel in her adorable dress, adorned with butterfly pins on her head.
“Mom, am I beautiful?” she innocently asked, and I couldn’t help but smile at her words.
“Of course, my child. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known. Tonight, you resemble a princess,” I responded, my smile filled with love and pride.
“Mom, I’m scared. I’m afraid that my father, grandparents, uncles, and aunts will be disappointed because I am visually impaired. Can I skip the event, Mom? Please?”
“Why do you think that way, my dear? You are never a disappointment to us. You are a blessing for which we are endlessly grateful. We love you, and don’t ever believe that you are defined solely by your visual impairment. To us, you are a treasure cherished by your parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, and even your cousin,” I assured her.
Our little princess shed tears of both sadness and happiness, yet managed to smile through them. After comforting her, we finally stepped out of the room and headed to the mansion where the grand party awaits.
The celebration was set to take place in a vast landscape garden, attracting famous individuals including prominent business tycoons, politicians, investors, competitors, and entertainers from the industry. The magnitude of the event was truly remarkable.
When we arrived at the mansion, I didn’t expect to see Lucas already there. He welcomed us and then he checked on Ken’s outfit for the event. Enrique, dressed in a smart black suit with perfectly styled hair, clings onto the rose given to him by his sister. They both look absolutely adorable.
Meanwhile, my husband exuded charisma in his black suit, while I graced the occasion in a stunning white and blue gown. The preparations for such a grand event were completed in a remarkably short span of time.
“My wife looks absolutely perfect tonight,” my husband remarked, taking my hand and bestowing a princely kiss upon it.
I couldn’t deny that his words send shivers of excitement down my spine. “You are equally handsome, my love,” I responded sincerely, and with that, we were led to our designated table. The event began shortly after, promising an evening of elegance and celebration.
The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as my mother took the stage, microphone in hand, ready to address the audience. The crowd grew silent, eager to hear her words.
“This evening is a moment of celebration and gratitude as we reunite with my long-lost daughter-in-law and granddaughter. Tonight, I want to proudly introduce my granddaughter to the world. Please join us on stage,” my mother declared, her voice filled with warmth and joy.
As we imitated Ava, stepping onto the stage, thunderous applause erupted throughout the venue, acknowledging the significance of this heartfelt reunion.
The entire celebration unfolded flawlessly. Lucas found himself engrossed in conversations with investors and fellow businessmen. In the meantime, my grandparents lovingly tended to their grandchildren, showering them with affection and care. Their love for their grandchildren knew no bounds.
Antoinette and her husband, Fin, also graced us with their presence, accompanied by their kids. A grand reunion, indeed. After dinner, the guests were treated to a stunning fireworks display, illuminating the night sky with vibrant colors.
As the celebration came to a close, Lucas and I stood beneath the starry sky, hand in hand. We both took a deep breath, savoring the moment.
“Lucas, do you believe in destiny?” I asked him suddenly, breaking the silence.
He turned to look at me, his eyes filled with sincerity. “I do. Destiny brought us together, Zara. Our journey may have been challenging, but I believe it was meant to be. I wouldn’t change a thing, for every moment led me to you, and I’m grateful for that.”
His words struck a chord deep within me, and I couldn’t help but lean in to kiss him. Our lips met in a tender embrace, conveying more than words ever could.