Marrying the Man in the Dark

“Lucy!”

“Lucy!”

The villa’s door swung open, and Serafina and Soren dashed in, their excitement palpable.

They rushed forward, embracing Lucy one after the other. “Long time no see.”

“Lucy! I missed you so much!”

Trailing behind the two children, four-and-a-half-year-old Alexis greeted Lucy politely and gentlemanly. “Lucy, hello.”

His soft, slightly mature voice tugged at Lucy’s heartstrings.

She smiled softly, squatting down to observe the little boy before her.

With his round face and distinct features, he radiated with childhood innocence. His dark eyes, framed by long, curly lashes, held a clarity and purity that captivated her.

Lucy gazed at the little boy before her, resembling a porcelain doll with his innocent features, evoking a gentle smile on her lips.

“You have a remarkable resemblance to me when I was your age,” Lucy remarked, her tone soft yet contemplative.

wise in your decisions,” she advised, offering guidance to

too much; maintain peace with your siblings,” she urged, voicing a touch of

Lucy concluded, expressing her heartfelt wishes for his happiness and

Lucy rose to her feet and

in place, silently observing

a khaki windbreaker, Lucy’s long hair trailed behind

rush of wind tousled her hair, lending her an air of desolate yet

This…

motherly image Alexis had often imagined in his

thought, he contemplated

innocent and charming Cherise, he found

proudly, standing before Alexis. “My Godmother is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, besides my mom!”

in agreement. “So… does your Godmother have children?”

her brow. “I

bag in the car, Cherise returned to retrieve it after the children entered

she unexpectedly bumped

Lucy, a flicker of recognition dancing in her eyes, though she couldn’t

her from engaging in deep conversation with Cherise. Instead, she exchanged only brief greetings, “Cherise,” before briskly

departure, struggling to regain her composure.