Life As A Billionaire Arranged Wife

indow to see the familiar light "We're in our final approach to the airport, so please remain seated and keep your seat belts fastened" My eyes drifted open when I heard the pilot's vo

red to be able to help you. Shall we head to the car?" I nodded, and the man led us to a sleek black sedan parked nearby. He opened the door for me, and I slid into the backseat. As I settled in, I noticed a small vase of fresh flowers on the seat next to me. I reached out and gently touched the vase, admiring the delicate flowers within. "These are beautiful," I said, turning to the driver. "Did you get these?" The driver nodded, his face flushed with pride. "I did, Miss," he said. "I wanted to make sure you had a warm welcome when you arrived. I hope you like them." I couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness, touched by his gesture. "I love them," I said sincerely. "Thank you so much." “I will love if I could lodge at a hotel,it wouldn’t be nice of me to follow you home like this”William suggested I nodded in agreement, my mind racing with the thought of imposing William on my family. "I think that's a good idea," I said. "I wouldn't want to intrude on your family time." Williams said . "It's no intrusion at all," I said. “I understand if you'd prefer to have your own space. I know how important it is to feel comfortable at home when you're away from home." I let out a sigh of relief, grateful for his understanding. "Thank you for being so considerate," I said. “Please find us a nice and suitable hotel”I said to the driver The driver nodded, already typing away at his phone. "Absolutely, Miss," he said. We headed home after dropping William at the hotel and I could feel my heart The drive home was silent, the weight of my impending visit hanging heavy in the air. As the familiar streets of my hometown came into view, I felt a mixture of emotions - excitement, nervousness, and a tinge of sadness. I looked out the window, memories flooding my mind as I took in the sights of my childhood. The neighborhood I grew up in, the park where I played, the school I attended. It all felt so familiar, and yet so di