บททั้งหมดของ The Blueprint of His Love Project : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 115

Until we got back to our hotel, my favourite sight was now on my ring finger. My eyes can't seem to get enough looking at shining diamond in my hand. Could be possible for someone sleep without closing they eyes?Every ten minutes I would lift my hand forward, looking at my ring with a full- on grinning on my face. I just remembered there was something I needed to do so I quickly grabbed my phone in my purse. Open the camera app.Place my left hand under my lips, grinning like I just won the lottery while rolling my eyes upwards. 'Click' Camera captures a picture. I looking at the results. My lips curved into a satisfied smile after seeing it appear as I wanted it to.And take another picture but this one is just my hand with the ring on my finger. I sent the second picture to my mom. While the first picture I sent to my best friend and to all my cousins.I didn't have to wait long to get a reply from my best friend.Mikayla [ Shut the fuck up! Oh my God Violet! Congratulations girl.]

"You're ready, honey." The mother behind me asked. She stood in the doorway wearing a dusty pink nightgown with a tissue in her hand. She used it to wipe away the tears that fell from her cheeks. She cried as soon as she saw me just now."Yes." I smiled at her before taking one last look at myself in the standing mirror. I was dressed in all white from head to toe.I chose to wear a simple square neckline sheath dress with a low back cut a few inches down to my spine and a little lace detailing on the sleeves of my wedding dress. The dress fell on my body perfectly with not too much going on with the dress but more on my head, the cathedral veil.I can't believe a few minutes from now I will be Mrs. Walker. I exhaled a long breath. I wasn't really nervous. My heart was beating at a normal rate but strangely my hands felt cold. Everyone had left the room to give me time to gather myself.My mind went back to all the events I had gone through during the past few months with Mr. Walker. W

A year laterI heard birds chirping outside the window. It's been two months since we moved into our new home, a private mansion in the suburbs of New York. We have been looking for a house for a long time. It was in one of Mr. Walker's family projects.I fell in love with this house as soon as I saw it on the internet which is under renovation and will be sold later. I couldn't lose this opportunity so I immediately instructed my secretary to contact their agent. In less than a week this house is completely mine and will soon be our little family home.The fresh morning breeze swept through our room brushing my skin. I pulled the blanket from my waist to my chest while my eyes were still closed.My movement had stir up the man next to me from his deep sleep. He tightened his hold on me and brought his body closer to me even though we were already close. I looked up at his face to find that his eyes were still closed and he was breathing at a slow, steady pace.My sleepiness disappeare