His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 83

When I finally emerged from the dressing room, I noticed Carlos's eyes widen in

surprise. "Wow," he said, his voice almost breathless. "You look amazing."

"Thank you," I replied, feeling a flutter of pride at his compliment. But the lingering doubt gnawed at me. I wasn't sure I could pull off this look at Nathan and Sienna's wedding.

"Everything suits you perfectly; it all belongs to you," he continued, his admiration genuine. "But..." He paused, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "It's missing the most attractive thing."

"What do you mean?" I asked, curiosity piqued.

Carlos turned to the butler, who was standing nearby. "Bring that blue gemstone ring," he instructed. I watched as the butler disappeared into another room and returned moments later, holding a stunning ring. When I saw it, my breath caught in my throat. The blue gemstone sparkled like the ocean under the moonlight, and I recognized it immediately. "Carlos, this is incredible!" I exclaimed, awed by the beauty of the ring. I had seen it in magazines and exhibitions; it was known as one of the world's most famous pieces of jewelry-a perfect blend of the ocean and the moon.

Carlos smiled as he gently placed the ring in my hand. "I hope you have a good time tonight, Doris."

I slipped the ring onto my finger, and it fit perfectly, as if it were made just for me. The weight of the stone felt like a reminder of my intentions, a beacon of both beauty and chaos.

The beautiful design and bright color were stunning, and for the first time, I felt

Son's in

to face the

he have any idea what I was intending to do at the wedding? Yet, he didn't spill the

beautiful, sure, but the decorations were strange. Sunflowers

roses, always talked about them, and yet here we were, surrounded by my favorite flowers. It didn't make sense, but I tried not to let it get to me as

walked inside.

tension. Conversations seemed to die down

the bride in her flawless white gown, her makeup perfect, her hair styled to perfection. But her eyes? Her eyes were fixed

I knew what she was feeling-it must have hurt to see me standing there, confident and looking good, while she was

hated that, despite everything, I was beautiful, with a great figure, drawing attention. No matter how much she tried to shine as the bride, my presence seeme to take something away from her. Seeing me

up when he saw me. "Doris," he called, smiling as he walked

he reached me. He took my hand, his grip warm

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thought she might actually explode, but Nathan didn't seem to care. He was focused on

nothing was wrong.

beautiful?" he asked, glancing around