The night was late. The clock showed two in the morning. Grandma Clara’s residence was completely silent, with only the occasional sound of crickets from the back garden.In the guest room on the second floor, Steven was still awake. His body lay with one hand behind his head, while his eyes stared at the ceiling. His mind could not rest since the incident on the balcony with Elena. That image kept clinging to him, making his chest tight with feelings he could hardly control.His door suddenly creaked softly. Steven quickly turned his head, his brow furrowed. Elena’s figure appeared at the doorway, her steps careful, almost without sound. Her nightgown fell gently, framing her body, her hair loose, her face tired yet holding something unreadable.“E-Elena?” Steven’s voice caught, half in shock, half in disbelief.Elena didn’t answer. She only closed the door slowly, then walked closer. In an instant, she was already at the side of his bed. Her gaze was deep, piercing, making Steven lo
That night the air felt cool. The balcony of Grandma Clara’s residence, overlooking the back garden, was filled with gentle breezes. The small lamps around the garden created a warm yet calm atmosphere.Elena sat on a rattan chair, staring at her laptop screen. In front of her was the open revision of a design she had to finish. At times, her fingers typed quickly, and at other times, she scrolled the mouse with a sigh.On the small table beside her was a phone that had just rung. A message from the head designer came in. Elena opened it while adjusting her glasses.“Mrs. Elena, the revision for the Milan project is almost complete. I’m checking the color details, and tomorrow I’ll send you the final file. Don’t worry, the team here can handle it well.”Elena smiled faintly as she read the message. She replied briefly: “Good. Thank you for working hard. Don’t get too tired.”Her mind felt slightly relieved, though there were still some details she had to work on herself. The night ind
Chapter 238The atmosphere in Grandma Clara’s living room felt warm that night. The children were busy making plans, their laughter filling the room, while Elena was having a light conversation with Mommy Sonia. Nathan sat not far away, occasionally watching the twins who were being carried in turns by Grandma Clara and Sonia.Suddenly, the sound of the front door opening was heard. A tall man with sharp features and neatly combed dark brown hair entered, carrying a small suitcase. His face immediately lit up with a smile when he saw the big family.“Steven!” Grandma Clara exclaimed as she stood up.“Hello, Oma!” the man replied, his voice deep but warm. He quickly approached and hugged Grandma Clara tightly.Nathan, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up spontaneously, his eyes widening. “Steven Gerrard! My God, how long has it been since you came home?”Steven chuckled softly. “Fifteen years, Nathan. Too long, isn’t it?”Nathan laughed broadly and immediately embraced his cousin
Damian gazed at his wife’s face, still pressed tightly against his chest. Tamara’s breath felt warm on his skin, her eyes half-closed, yet her lips kept seeking attention. He knew his wife wasn’t in the mood for long conversations, she only wanted to be pampered.“Tamara…” Damian’s voice was faint, as if holding back the turmoil inside him.Tamara only replied with a soft moan, her hands circling her husband’s neck, clinging closer. That sweet clinginess made Damian unable to simply stay still anymore. He finally lifted his wife’s body carefully, as though carrying the most fragile thing in the world.Tamara chuckled softly in his arms. “Are we going to make love tonight?” she asked quietly.Damian only gave a slight smile, then carried her into the bedroom. He laid Tamara gently on the bed, adjusting the pillows so his wife would feel comfortable. As soon as her body touched the mattress, Damian leaned down, kissing Tamara’s neck slowly. His lips moved tenderly, sometimes accompanied
At seven in the evening, the big family house was already brightly lit. The garden lamps glowed warmly, as if welcoming the arrival of special guests. A car stopped right in front of the main entrance.Nathan got out first, then helped Elena and the children out one by one. Olivia, Katty, Delya, and Alva ran playfully while laughing, while Nathan carried Ellyn, and Elena carried Edward.As soon as the door opened, Grandma Clara appeared with a wide smile. “My grandchildren!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with joy. She immediately pulled Olivia, Katty, Delya, and Alva into her big embrace. “Oh dear, Grandma missed you so much.”Olivia giggled. “Grandma, don’t hug too tight, I can’t breathe.”Grandma laughed. “Oh, sorry sweetheart. But I missed you so much.”Before she could let go of the four children, her eyes had already fallen on the twins. She quickly took Ellyn from Nathan’s arms and kissed her cheeks repeatedly. “Oh my God, this sweet baby… Look at these cheeks, like steamed
Elena finally finished her design just before dusk. She took a deep breath and closed her laptop. Her hands, trembling from exhaustion, brushed gently across her face.Nathan, who had been waiting in the small workspace, immediately approached. He stood behind Elena’s chair and wrapped his arms around her. “Finally finished, hmm?”Elena turned with a faint smile. “Yes, it feels like my eyes are about to pop out. But I’m relieved everything is done on time.”Nathan didn’t say much. He only pressed a gentle kiss on his wife’s hair, then moved his hands to massage her shoulders slowly. His movements weren’t hurried, but full of care, even though he himself was just as tired after a long day of work.Elena closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the massage. “You’re tired too, aren’t you? Why are you giving me a massage instead?”“Because you’re my wife,” Nathan answered softly. “If you’re exhausted, I feel it too. So let me help a little.”Elena chuckled. She rose from her chair and hugge