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 curve of her jaw and prepared to

filled the room, calming the crowd as they immersed themselves in the

had descended in the moonlight. Her features were soft and delicate,

so wonderful that no one could bear

the audience in a trance

and every one

with his little hands, and

“Isn’t that brilliant, Daddy?”

bit, but

you seen her

The boy agreed:

I accompanied

Somewhat skeptical, Nicholas pressed:

it? You didn’t talk to her or anything like that after

his head

like it

guests at another table, his eyes narrowing as he appraised Tessa, who was still onstage. He looked pensive and somewhat frustrated as

off his train of thought. It turns out that the soloist’s performance on stage had already

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

as Tessa was leaving the banquet hall, she gingerly handed

to the music room?” He’s worth too much to

willingly, grabbing the

her shoulders and she felt euphoric. And what was more important, she even got to celebrate the