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Chapter 508: My Queen

Aurora boarded the plane home in a rush, still feeling a little strange about it all. It had been a long time since she'd last seen him. The thought of sleeping through the flight and waking up to see him filled her heart with warmth. She hadn't realized how terrifying longing could be until now.

Whenever he crossed her mind, she wanted nothing more than to appear by his side immediately. Her assistant, always attentive, handed her a blanket.

"Miss Montgomery, would you like to rest for a while?"

"Yes, thank you." Aurora didn't have much to do on the plane anyway. It was already nighttime in New York, so sleeping a few hours earlier than usual made no difference. The assistant prepared the bed for her, laying out the blanket. Aurora turned toward the specially designed bed, appreciating the luxury of a private jet-with enough space for a proper bedroom, she didn't have to worry about stretching out comfortably.

"I'll be right outside. Let me know if you need anything," the assistant said, gently closing the door behind her.

Aurora even changed into a set of pajamas and freshened up in the bathroom before lying down. Knowing this bed was one Julian had used exclusively in the past brought a sweet smile to her face.

She turned off the lights, put on her noise-canceling headphones, and drifted into a peaceful sleep. In her heart, she believed she'd find Gerry and, with that, a way to protect her mother.

The flight was long. Aurora woke up after several hours, changed into fresh clothes, and applied light makeup. She wanted Julian to see her at her best the moment she stepped off the plane.

In the past, makeup had been nothing more than a routine task for her. But ever since Julian entered her life, she had grown to enjoy it, wanting to appear perfect every time they met. She also hoped that, years from now, when they were older, he would remember her radiant face rather than a weary or disheveled one.

Her assistant brought her a hearty breakfast, but before that, a bowl of dark herbal tea was placed in front of her.

Aurora sighed internally, resigning herself to the fact that this bitter tea had become a part of her life.

"The President insisted you drink this," her assistant said awkwardly, noticing her expression.

"I know." Aurora picked up the bowl and drank it in one go. She had grown accustomed to the taste over the past few weeks.

over the breakfast. Aurora looked out the window at the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean below. There were still a few

touching romance films, feeling more emotional than ever lately. In one, the heroine's tragic departure left the male lead heartbroken. Aurora

overcome so many challenges. Now, they could simply be together. Watching stories of love and separation made her even more grateful for her current life. For two people in love, staying together until

Aurora's heart began to race with excitement. It

into view, she closed her book, eagerly

of the terminal, she spotted a familiar beige figure in

with a matching vest. He looked as refined and handsome as ever, just as he

called out,

his watch, had just been wondering if she'd arrived when he heard her voice. She was wearing a pink coat over a white sweater-a far cry from the dark, somber outfits she used

opened his arms to catch her as she ran into

in the crook of her neck and inhaling her familiar

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was securely in his arms that he finally relaxed. Tina had called him personally, warning

bring

back as quickly as

leaving Julian to piece things together from what little he knew and what Aurora had shared with him. Still, he trusted Tina-Aurora's mother

missed you so much," Aurora whispered, realizing her longing

go home," Julian said, removing his leather gloves to hold

your hands so cold?"

plane's air conditioning was warm, but stepping outside, I'm still adjusting to the temperature," Aurora replied with a smile.

them for you," he said, clasping her hands

help but glance over, envious of how well-matched

in the glow