My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 7–Love at first sight

The ceremony began slowly in the banquet hall, and halfway through, the master of ceremonies came up on stage to read the name of the violinist who would perform as soloist. Gregory, who had been bored enough since the beginning of the banquet, immediately brightened up as he exclaimed:

“Dad, it’s the pretty woman!”

Nicholas’s gaze went to the stage. At that moment, Tessa had already put on an elegant beige dress, with a modest cut that accentuated the curve of her waist and flattered her silhouette impeccably. Hers In her hand was the violin the boy had picked out for her earlier as she gracefully walked to center stage.

When the track lights shone on the porcelain skin of her doll face, she looked stunning. For a moment, surprise flickered in Nicholas’s dark orbs, and he thought he might indeed be delighted with her.

Onstage, Tessa couldn’t help but look a little nervous as she stood tall under the scrutiny of the deathly silent audience. It was the first time in her entire life that she had performed before so many important and distinguished members of society, especially one as formidable as the Sawyers.

Looking up, she inadvertently noticed Nicholas in the crowd.

His tall, slim build seemed to stand out among the other guests, and the imperious air with which he carried himself made him seem untouchable and above everyone else.

Without realizing it, their gazes met, and he shuddered to see how her eyes resembled a deep, endless sea, like dark eddies that threatened to sweep him away and drown him with a single glance.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she broke eye contact, meeting Gregory’s eager gaze instead. The boy sat on a small throne as he watched Tessa with bright eyes, anticipation clear on her face.

For some reason, all anxiety melted away from her as soon as she saw Gregory, and she even managed an easy smile. Before starting her performance, she leaned into the microphone and said slowly:

It is a great honor to be able to perform here today. The symphony that I am going to play next is dedicated to the most adorable and brilliant of birthday boys. Here’s to many more happy achievements, little one.

The hall erupted with encouraging and enthusiastic applause.

Tessa smiled kindly and leaned in. With that done, she resumed her position at center stage, and as the noise in the room gave way to silence once more, all the lights fell on her.

the violin under the curve of her jaw and prepared to play the

crowd as they immersed themselves in the quiet beauty of the performance, much as one might take in

descended in the moonlight. Her features were soft and delicate, her beauty so ethereal

seemed so wonderful that no one could bear to look

to have put the audience in a trance as the melody moved and transported

was having a great time, and every one of them

Gregory applauded Tessa’s impressive performance with his

“Isn’t that brilliant, Daddy?”

darkened a bit, but

seen her

The boy agreed:

I saw her once when I accompanied my great-grandfather to one

Somewhat skeptical, Nicholas pressed:

talk to her or anything

shook his head

I like it a

who was still onstage. He

thunderous applause and cut off his train of thought. It turns out that the soloist’s performance on stage had already come to an

to herself at the end of her musical reverie and bowed to the distinguished guests below the stage. Gregory even let out a few cheers as

hall, she gingerly handed the violin over to the

me carry this violin to the music room?” He’s

the bodyguard said willingly, grabbing the instrument and

the extravagant violin, she felt the weight lifted from her shoulders and she felt euphoric. And what