It was almost evening by the time they went back to Xavier's villa. In the late autumn, the setting sun cast a vivid color across the sky, blanketing it in a purplish hue.
The black limousine slowly drove into the villa, circling the place once before coming to a halt on the porch. An elm tree stood nearby, reaching into the sky, its dense canopy shading everything from the fading sunlight.
The place was filled with the delicious aroma that drifted over from the kitchen. And the clinks of pots and pans could be heard from there.
When the black limousine was parked, Xavier got out of the car, opened the door to the backseat, and carried Ash and Lynn out.
Then, he rested his gaze on Gabriella and asked tenderly, "What are you still doing in there? Do you want me to carry you too?"
Gabriella shot Xavier a sideways glance, pride in her eyes, but he absolutely loved it. His beloved woman finally looked at him.
He put Ash and Lynn down, letting Guadalupe take them away and play wi
