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.

she advised, offering guidance to the

peace with your siblings,” she urged, voicing a touch of

always,” Lucy concluded, expressing her heartfelt

farewell, Lucy rose to

place,

hair trailed behind her as she opened the door.

of wind tousled her hair, lending her an air of

This…

had often imagined in his heart.

thought, he contemplated Lucy’s

and charming Cherise, he found himself drawn to

Alexis. “My Godmother is the

nodded in agreement. “So… does your

brow. “I don’t

Cherise returned to retrieve it after the children entered

unexpectedly bumped into

in her eyes, though she

mood, influenced by Damien’s mention of Lennon, prevented her from engaging in deep conversation with Cherise. Instead, she exchanged only brief greetings, “Cherise,” before briskly walking towards the

Lucy’s departure, struggling