Chap 3
701 Words
I am still tired, but I need to do this for his parents. I couldn’t help but smile in my mind as I remembered how good his parents were to me. I am an orphan, my father and mother died due to a car accident. Valjerome's parents were the one who adopted me; fed, clothed, educated and much more. I have never been ignorant of the organization they are running, even if it is bad for others, I can't look at it that way. How can I do that when they are the ones who saved and gave direction to my life?
We have finally arrived at the event hall in a few minutes. I put on my gold mask where only half of my face is hidden, before I even got out of the car. Valjerome did the same then we made our way in together. His right hand was wrapping around my waist possessively as if he was showing to everyone that I am his. Our faces may not be seen entirely, but we still caught the eyes of the audience, maybe that's how strong his presence was. From the VIP seat Valjerome's parents, especially his mother, quickly stood up and then greeted us.
"Hija!" full of joy, she called then kissed me on the cheek, not even paying attention to his son next to me.
"Happy anniversary, Mom," I said sparingly and smiled back at her.
"Thank you. You are so sexy and gorgeous, hija. No wonder why the men stare at you intimately," the lady teased in amazement.
I just joined in her laughter even though I could feel my husband's dark aura.
"Dyrhaia, why don't you offer them to sit first so they can already eat," Valjerome's father whispered and nodded at me gently.
I bowed my head as respect and smiled a little.
"Why did you take so long? I thought you weren't coming," Mom said to Valjerome.
He let out a chuckle and kissed his mother's cheek. "I'm sorry, Mom. I let my wife rest before we came here. She just finished her photoshoot earlier," he explained calmly and then tightened his hand on my waist.
I tried hard not to roll my eyes.
"We're still not late after all. We just missed your speech," he added, teasing his mom.
I always see this side of him every time we're with his parents, but I am still in dazed every time he smiled.
"Alright. Sit down and eat," Valjerome's father invited.
We immediately followed his wishes. We sat down and ate light snacks while telling stories about our life as a married couple. As usual, my husband and I are asked about our lives.
"When will you give us a grandson, hija?" Valjerome's father said as he smiled in curiosity, caused me to choke on my own saliva.
Valjerome quickly gave me water and gently caressed my back.
"Are you okay, hija?" Mom asked worriedly.
I nodded and tried to smile. "I’m okay," I replied and sat properly
"Oh God, Civor? You're surprising the kids," Mom restrained Dad.
Dad's lips parted slightly, Valjerome and I looked at each other. I do not know what my husband’s reaction was. All I knew was that he was watching me even though I wasn’t looking at him.
"They've been married for more than two years, dear. It's time for them to give us a grandchild," Dad teased.
I blushed because of that.
"Next month."
We both looked at Valjerome as he spoke seriously.
I raised an eyebrow at him.
What is he talking about?
I was caught off guard when he suddenly pulled my nape for a deep kiss. It was as if my heart would explode with the speed of its beat as Valjerome's lips were touching mine; insanely exhausting.
He slowly broke his kiss and sharply looked around before sitting back on his seat. "Expect your grandson next month," he whispered as if it was a very easy thing and then scooped up the dessert in front of his plate.
My mouth parted in disbelief. My face went even hotter to the thought of what he said.
Oh God! Tell me he was just acting.
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