The Hope of Happiness

Dean couldn't bear to see the tears coming out of his lover's eyes. His heart ached, especially because of him.

'It doesn't matter if others laugh at me, what matters is that Celeste is happy.' the handsome man thought.

Dean tried to grab Celeste's right hand again, and fortunately, Celeste didn't resist like before.

'Finally.' Dean added silently.

"Honey, I'm sorry. Don't cry anymore."

"I'll grant you this request. But you promise to stop crying." said the cold man. The bodyguards in the room, even some of the servants were shocked.

'Young Master Davis loves Young Lady very much.' was what they were thinking at the moment.

Celeste who heard that was naturally happy. But she still wanted to confirm something.

"Really? You're not lying to me?" she asked with a worried expression. Dean felt like kissing his wife's entire face which was currently red from crying.

"Of course." Dean responded, then he called out, "Hugo. Come here."

Hearing that, Hugo immediately walked towards his master.