Nick and I rode in silence towards my father's mansion. I was feeling conflicted about my decision to go back, but I knew I had to do it to end things once and for all. Nick tried to convince me otherwise, telling me it was too risky, but I insisted that I needed to do this to move on with him. As we approached the mansion, I felt my anger mounting. Sunny opened the door, clearly surprised to see me. I wasted no time in baiting her, telling her that she was just an illegitimate child and didn't belong there. Nick tried to intervene, but I couldn't resist giving her a taste of my anger. Leo then appeared, wearing casual clothes suggesting that he now lived there. I was surprised, but Nick found it amusing. He teased Leo about his clever moves to get what he wanted, but Leo was clearly not amused and started to get aggressive. I managed to calm the situation down, but I was seething inside. We sat down to have tea, and Sunny continued to make me angry with her presence. Nick couldn't
Nick slowly begins to soften towards me, his features becoming less tense and angry. He seems to be considering my words carefully as he continues to massage my foot. Finally, he speaks up. "I'm sorry, Dennis. I let my jealousy and anger get in the way of seeing things clearly. I trust you and believe you when you say you have no feelings for Leo anymore," he says, his voice still hesitant. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I hear his words. I know it takes a lot for him to apologize and admit he was wrong. I reach out and take his hand in mine, squeezing it gently. "Thank you, Nick. I love you so much," I say, my voice full of emotion. We spent the rest of the afternoon talking and laughing in each other's company. We share stories from our past and make plans for the future. As the sun starts to set, we pack up our picnic and make our way back to the palace. Walking hand in hand, we both feel closer and more connected than ever before. The next morning, as we sit down to
I slowly followed the doctor into our bedroom, praying that whatever was going to happen would not cause any problems for both Nick and me. My mind was racing with fear and uncertainty as the doctor closed the door behind us. Once inside, the doctor began setting up his equipment, while I stood nervously by the bed. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong about this entire situation. As the doctor started his examination, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't believe that I was being subjected to this humiliating and invasive procedure, all for the sake of an heir to the throne. Suddenly, I heard a loud knock at the door, and Nick's voice calling out my name. "Dennis, are you okay?" he asked, his voice full of concern. I rushed over to the door, relieved to see Nick standing there, looking worried and angry. "Let me in, I'm not leaving you here alone," he said, pushing past the doctor and into the room. Together, we faced down the doctor and the q
After the Queen had noticed us, immediately stood behind Nick as a shield just to avoid unnecessary questions. Luckily for me, she called out to Nick first. "Nick" "Why are you both trying to sneak into the palace unnoticed?" The Queen Mother asked "I'm tired mom, I had a long day" Nick replied. He held my hands and I quickly followed him from behind. Nick always has a way of replying to his mother's questions. I do not approve of it though, but that woman gets on my nerves, I kid you not. When I and Nick were still plotting Leo's revenge, and I began liking him, I used to wonder what meeting his mother would feel like. I began loving her even before meeting him, because of the way she raised Nick and each time Nick told me about her, I'll try to remember what having a mother feels like but to no avail. It felt so good to think that I would get a mother's love from Nick's mom not until I met her finally. I can't stand that woman. I mean don't get me wrong, I'll never want to
As our life together progressed, I couldn't ignore the tension between Nick and his mother. Despite her initial disapproval of our relationship, I had hoped that she would come around and accept our love, but it seemed like she was still struggling with it. One day, after a particularly heated argument with his mother, Nick came to me, his fists clenched and his eyes dark with anger. "I can't take it anymore," he said. "I need to confront her and tell her how I feel." I understood his frustration, but I also worried about the potential consequences of such a confrontation. "Nick, are you sure about this? It could make things worse." But Nick was resolute. "I need to do this for us. I can't keep pretending that everything is alright when it's not." So, the next day, Nick arranged a meeting with his mother. He spoke calmly but firmly, explaining how much I meant to him and how he couldn't imagine his life without me. He also expressed his disappointment and hurt at his mother's const
I slowly followed the doctor into our bedroom, praying that whatever was going to happen would not cause any problems for both Nick and me. My mind was racing with fear and uncertainty as the doctor closed the door behind us.Once inside, the doctor began setting up his equipment, while I stood nervously by the bed. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong about this entire situation.As the doctor started his examination, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't believe that I was being subjected to this humiliating and invasive procedure, all for the sake of an heir to the throne.Suddenly, I heard a loud knock at the door, and Nick's voice calling out my name. "Dennis, are you okay?" he asked, his voice full of concern.I rushed over to the door, relieved to see Nick standing there, looking worried and angry. "Let me in, I'm not leaving you here alone," he said, pushing past the doctor and into the room.Together, we faced down the doctor and the queen
As our life together progressed, I couldn't ignore the tension between Nick and his mother. Despite her initial disapproval of our relationship, I had hoped that she would come around and accept our love, but it seemed like she was still struggling with it.One day, after a particularly heated argument with his mother, Nick came to me, his fists clenched and his eyes dark with anger. "I can't take it anymore," he said. "I need to confront her and tell her how I feel."I understood his frustration, but I also worried about the potential consequences of such a confrontation. "Nick, are you sure about this? It could make things worse."But Nick was resolute. "I need to do this, for us. I can't keep pretending that everything is alright when it's not."So, the next day, Nick arranged a meeting with his mother. He spoke calmly but firmly, explaining how much I meant to him and how he couldn't imagine his life without me. He also expressed his disappointment and hurt at his mother's constan
Reborn cht 71As our life together progressed, I couldn't ignore the tension between Nick and his mother. Despite her initial disapproval of our relationship, I had hoped that she would come around and accept our love, but it seemed like she was still struggling with it.One day, after a particularly heated argument with his mother, Nick came to me, his fists clenched and his eyes dark with anger. "I can't take it anymore," he said. "I need to confront her and tell her how I feel."I understood his frustration, but I also worried about the potential consequences of such a confrontation. "Nick, are you sure about this? It could make things worse."But Nick was resolute. "I need to do this, for us. I can't keep pretending that everything is alright when it's not."So, the next day, Nick arranged a meeting with his mother. He spoke calmly but firmly, explaining how much I meant to him and how he couldn't imagine his life without me. He also expressed his disappointment and hurt at his mo