Betrothed To The Heartless Heartbreak...

entered the living room, I que

fice. She instructed me to

mise. "I smiled as I walked upstairs to change. "By the way, who is

myself with that unresolved issue in my head.

ma and daddy would have been overjoyed to see me grow up this way... beautiful. Mommy Carol frequently told me how lovely I was, but it t

she mentioned them, I ques

Adriana's

! Papa used to tell me that Mama's eyes me

's no surprise Adriana adored him," she murmure

istakably a carbon copy of my mother. My wavy brown hair, expressive brown eyes, long curled

-after. He was the one who showed me that love is always possible, even in the most unlikely

he notion of their dreadful

y mother and father telling me t

God knows how hard I

nt knock. I wiped a tear from my fa

me to say supper is ready,"

heck my look. I swept one more brush over my wavy hair, satisfied with how I appeared in the mirror

ur selfish attitude; m

room, and marched joyfully

nine years since I had been an orphan... yet Mommy Carol was always there for me when I needed someone to turn to at times like these. I would be eternally thankful for what she had done for me. There

smiled and wished me a happy birthday. They all looked at my looks an

rise present for you!" Elena exclaimed, laughing. I thought she

e? I didn't understand what she was sayin

utes while my feet were firmly planted on the ground... because there, standing behind mam

? What about the one in the car? Wh

n an extremely long time. He was twenty-two

He had also increased in stature. He still had that childlike appeal but also that powerful male build. His tight-fitting white shirt evidently and proudly displayed the muscular build of his chest do

the same moment. He a

obe had just cea

rt to see whether it was still in my che

sh that had descen

igelito has returned!"

rds them. When I eventually stood before him, I felt so little si

't return..." I murmured timidly, trying to keep my tears from fa

ello,' but you haven't. I felt I was going to die waiting for you... I was desperate to tell him so

s specific moment, Nigel said dryly, "As if I have a

id, "you have a choice." You have

to say something to her, but I couldn't since t

e to discuss it. I've come to talk to you about something significant. But for t

o take a seat. I took my norm

ely formed nose nevertheless communicated his grandeur. He had muscular, plump, red, and seductive lips. His jawline was flawlessly sculpted, enhancing the

excellent if only his att

mama about his business goals as if I wasn't

inform Mom of his business intentions. I had learned from their conversation that he already had a big stake in the Sarmiento Corporation and was to launch a new business endeavor in the ca

ommy Carol altered t

s today, Nigelito. D

His dark Spanish eyes were still distant, but when he looked at you, yo

at how mature she has become. Isn't she

me. I was waiting for his thoughts on me since he had been go

so please drop it," he pleaded. "P

a minor forever. You'll ma

dy told you this, Mom, "He responded as if

remarks! They dis

" Mommy Carol's voice was sharpl

osing, not yours, mum," he said, not l

gazing at me when all he

weep right t

purred softly into my ear as she put me into bed. "

s. What could I possibly do

them off

ou this way since you're such a sweethe

bitterness. I could see

m. I'll do all in my po

d I was, she grinned. With h

like N

e, I could feel my stomach growling, my hands sweaty, and my pulse rushing. And, for all those years he was gone, the rising

ar he'll marry no one exce

y much, Mommy.

cheek. "Okay, nice evening. Have a nice nigh

u very mu

e time to pamper yourself. Remember, he'll be here for a week.

oke so late that Elena had just told me he was already on his wa

heir meeting in that garden out of his head until now. Nigel's plight! So beautiful, but so much suffering in his heart. He must have miss

nstead, the Forest Garden's keeper, Lencho, walked over to ask Clara, the chef, to

favorite paella which I caref

guy grinned and added, "I'll tell the señorito

oo. "Never

se. So, instead of retreating to my spot, I simply calmly waited for him on the patio. I was sitting on the swing when

he wel

timidly

swing alongside mine. I could feel his stare at me. What did he be

e alone; therefore, I believe

ky smile. "That's wh

I believe," he resp

s not suitable to be talking to him like this. Some people in the house knew he had a thing for me, and if t

right now," I responded matter-of-

th him when his right forefinger nail accidentally scraped the enormous swelling pimple on his nos

! Nobody should be hitting o

the agony the scraped pimple was causing his face. "I constantly see you wearing pink or yellow.

He was alwa

e, I'm wearing something

ito's presence? Which begs the que

? You irritate me!" "I

intrude in my

chuckled as he rose. "All

lked away. What a jerk! I co

I had finally calmed down from my annoyance, I took a big breath and

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