MasukThat was like a green light for Paul to continue. He reconnected their lips. Paul guided Grace's arms around his neck before lifting her up and carrying her into the bedroom. Paul laid Grace on the bed. The slightly dark room, as Grace had only turned on the nightlight, added to the romantic atmosphere. Paul looked around Grace's room. He smiled faintly. "Does Uncle like it?" Grace asked about the room. He nodded. "Yes. Uncle likes you," Paul said, looking at Grace with a teasing gaze that immediately made her feel uncomfortable. "That's not what I meant," Grace said, not realizing her tone was whining. Unexpectedly, Paul leaned in, almost crushing her. They stared at each other for a moment, lost in each other's gaze. Grace's hand reached out to stroke his cheek, which was covered in slightly rough hair. Their faces grew closer until they finally closed the distance with a gentle, undemanding kiss. Paul devoured Grace's sweet lips. Not wanting to be outdone, Grace moved h
Grace smiled slightly and shrugged. "Maybe it's because I'm too stressed about my wedding," she sighed. "Honestly, I'm really nervous." Yogie's reaction was simple, with a soft chuckle. "I guess everyone who's getting married experiences the same thing," he commented. "I guess so," Grace chimed in with a chuckle. Shortly, their food arrived. Grace's eyes lit up at the sight of the mouth-watering food. The two of them began to eat their meals. Occasional chatter could be heard during their lunch. Prang!!! Everyone in the cafe turned toward the source of the sound, including Grace and Yogie. "Excuse me!" exclaimed a waitress who had accidentally knocked over a customer's drink. "Hey! Can you even work?!" the slightly overweight customer yelled, pushing the waitress's shoulder, who could only look down. "Look! My bag's wet because of you!" she angrily stared at her red bag where the drink had splashed. "I'm so sorry, ma'am." The waitress apologized again, bowing. "Do you think
A hard slap landed squarely on Grace's left cheek. "I did that to make you realize it. Not to act rashly like you did now. But it seems you'll never change," Cindy angrily pointed at the child she'd once conceived. "Haven't you ever thought about what people will say when they find out you're marrying a man much older than you? They'll mock you, insult you, Grace! Have you never thought about that?" "No!" Grace screamed loudly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why should I think about what they'll say? Will they even think about my happiness?" Grace asked, staring intently at her mother. "No, Mom. Because I'm the only one who has to think about my own happiness." The atmosphere between mother and daughter grew tense. This was especially true when Grace walked toward Cindy, closing the distance between them by only a few centimeters. "Because even the people closest to me never think about me at all," Grace said, obviously addressing Cindy. The woman then turned away, leaving Ci
"Oh, hi, Grace! You're awake, I see," he said, glancing at her briefly before returning his attention to the food in front of him. "Yes," Grace replied briefly, then sat down at the dining table, continuing to stare at Yogie, who looked so skilled at cooking. Honestly, Yogie looked absolutely stunning when he cooked, and Grace loved watching him. "You were the one who drove me last night?" Grace asked then. "Who else could it be? Huh... you sometimes forget how much you can drink when you've had a drink." As usual, Yogie would grumble like an older brother. And instead of being annoyed, Grace actually liked it when he scolded her. It was a sign of concern for her. "I'm sorry I bothered you," Grace said, feigning an apologetic expression when she was actually teasing him. "Next time, I'll let you fall asleep in the restaurant." "Really? Are you that cruel to me?" "No." "I knew it." Yogie then placed two bowls of soup on the table, part of their breakfast menu for today. "Eat
Grace's cheeks immediately felt hot at the man's words. She had to look down to hide the blush that was surely spreading across her cheeks."Should I?" And for some reason, Grace asked that. Perhaps she was so nervous she didn't know how to respond.Paul reached for Grace's hand to hold it."Of course, honey. Isn't that what every newlywed couple has to do?" Paul asked a question that made Grace even more uncomfortable.Gosh! This man really wants to make all my dreams of a perfect wedding come true.Grace was so happy she couldn't help but hug Paul's arm, clinging to his strong arms."Thank you, Uncle," Grace said softly."You're welcome, honey," Paul replied, kissing the top of Grace's head as it rested on his shoulder.It wasn't long before they arrived in front of Grace's apartment building.Paul got out first and opened the door for Grace."Yogie?" Grace called out, seeing Yogie standing leaning against the wall. The man waved at her."Then I'll go in first, Uncle," Grace said.B
Their discussion was over for the day. Grace planned to return to the apartment Carson had shared while in Alatha a few months ago. They were just about to get into the car when someone called out to Grace. "Grace!" The woman immediately turned to see who had called her. "Yogie!" Grace was quite surprised to see Yogie there. She immediately approached the cane-wielding man to help him walk. "I'll wait in the car!" Paul shouted, getting in first, allowing Grace to talk to Yogie. And here they were, sitting on a wooden bench on the sidewalk. "Thank goodness you're better," Grace said, pleased to see Yogie no longer lying in a hospital bed. "Yes. I'm grateful for that too," Yogie replied, slightly awkwardly. "Oh yeah, about my behavior a few weeks ago..." Yogie turned to Grace. "I'm sorry, Grace." It turned out Paul was right. Yogie would definitely come to Grace and apologize. Grace smiled broadly and hugged Yogie. "I'm sorry too for not visiting anymore," Grace said in Yogie'
"So, Dad, have you found Grace?" Al asked, his face beaming."Yes. In fact, I met her this afternoon," Paul replied on the other end of the phone.Al felt a sense of relief and happiness. They had been searching for Grace for a long time, and they had finally found her."How is she? Is she okay?" A
After that, Paul said goodbye for a moment to call Al. He chose to stand next to the window which looked out onto the villa's garden.Grace watches Paul. The man looked so happy chatting with Al on the phone. Occasionally the man turned around and gave Grace a very sweet smile.Paul talked to Al fo
Al took a deep breath. It turned out that being so busy with his studies hadn't made him forget the realities of his life. In fact, Al hadn't even imagined that he would now be a husband and father-to-be.Usually, Grace would always be there to accompany him in situations like this, but now she had
Al glanced at his father who could only look down to hide his confused face. The man's hand reached out to touch Paul's shoulder, making the middle-aged man look up at Al."Wherever Grace is now, I'm sure she will be fine," said Al. it is not an opinion but a prayer."I hopes that too," said Paul,







