The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 224

The whole Wilson Palace was decorated with red roses and white tulips, adding the air of harmony to the magnificent building. The stage was arranged in the massive garden for our wedding ceremony.

As I peoked through the window, everyone was busy to ensure all the arrangements were in place, Henry was in charge of all the activities, so his anxiety was touching the roof. I could see him shouting at anyone who slacked off a bit.

This venue was the gift of Bright’s mom for us. She asked us to hold the ceremony here. The memory of our meeting her at the stadium’s stands flashed across my mind as I sat before the wall size mirror.

“I have accepted Laura as my daughter–in–law, but this ring is something she borrowing from me. It will be hers when she gives birth to your son.”

Although she appeared strict, her keen participation in our wedding arrangements warmed our hearts. She became a daily visitor at my villa to discuss the issues.

“Laura will live with us in our family’s Palace for to meet her.”

month, then you will both go for a honeymoon. I have a vast circle of friends; everyone

is eager

as an

She took the job of educating me to behave exemplary daughter–in–law and went to dress and cake appointments with me, paying for everything despite my protests. Her lessons made me smile

“You might be a mother of two kids and an independent woman, but your authority won’t work here. You will follow the rules of your in–laws and respect our values. Don’t embarrass your family in public

The warmth of love behind her apparently sharp words healed the lacerations deep in my soul. Mrs. Wilson treated me like a daughter I always Wanted. She didn’t let me take any responsibility and booked spa treatments for me; her every considerate gesture touched my heart. Now I realized how Bright was a true gentleman. He was raised by an ideal woman who taught him to respect others.

Deep in my thoughts, I was staring at my reflection in the mirror mindlessly when my little angels‘ gleeful voices brought me back to reality. They ran towards me.

“Mommy, you are looking so pretty.”

Little Jane was dressed up in a pink flared princess frock with all the glitters, #bbons, and frills. She was holding a beautiful white basket with a red ribbon tied as a bow tie and rose petals in it. I poked her cheek playfully.

“So, my flower girl is all set.”

“I am ready too, mommy!” My prince, Zoe, was all suited up in his black and white three–piece suit with two black boxes. I caressed his head softly.

the rings.

Zoe spoke at once, “When will you come out, mommy? Daddy is waiting for you.”

after makeup. According to Bright’s mom,

I bought diamond earrings for my

borrowed: I had Wilson’s

blue: Henry gifted me

the vibe of this special day. It could be an old lip color or shoes etc. However, I wanted something of royal caliber to complete the tradition.

head to greet the visitors and forgot to breathe for a moment. The sight of two familiar yet forgotten people of my past sucked the air from my lungs.

“Mom? Dad?”

astonishment, I took two steps back as my brain wasn’t ready to process the shock of

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la the core.

stepping closer and spoke warmly,

on your big day,

struck speechless in response, gawking at them wide eyed. My mom her and greeted my little angels.

And this beautiful princess is

dear grandkids, I am your granilma.”

to her statement and stroke my little angels heads lovingly. Their

are your grandkids. Nice to meet

wasn’t difficult to recognize the But my heart was a mess, stinging me with their prolonged ignorance. A complaint

daughter other

head to toe, then she said. “Yeah. Just like

amused my dad, he commented, “Like mother, like daughter. Who says you don’t inherit good traits from your

child like that was a funny thing. But my mom’s words didn’t let me dwell on it as she spoke

about your hardships, Laura. It

come too. You didn’t even send the invitation to your wedding, Laura.” Dad raised his point, “All the

indeed rude to not send the invitation card, but I thought they would never bother to spare a moment for me. I held

said, “At least, you are marrying a great guy. Bright

What? Bright?

behind my back and met my parents, convincing them to forget the grievances of the past for our new journey. His efforts to make me day memorable brought

couldn’t stop myself. After

clung to his chest and cried out, “Thanks for coming, dad. I