บททั้งหมดของ Love's Redemption: A Second Chance Affair: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Vivienne didn't exactly know where Noah's parents lived. So, it was surprising to her when they spent over an hour on the road. "How far does your parent live?""Quite far from your place," replied Noah seriously without turning his head to look at her. "It is indeed quite far from my place," agreed Vivienne."We are here," announced Noah as he finally drove into the driveway making Vivienne nervous.Vivienne stood nervously at the entrance of Noah’s parents' home, a beautiful, elegant house that exuded warmth and sophistication. The evening sun casted a soft glow on the garden, highlighting the perfectly manicured hedges and colorful flowerbeds. The Sullivan house seemed to welcome her with open arms, but Vivienne felt the weight of her nerves pressing on her chest despite its inviting exterior.Noah stood by her side, looking relaxed and at ease. He reached over and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, flashing his easygoing smile that somehow always managed to calm her down. “You’r

At around seven o'clock, the front door of the Sullivan house opened, and in walked Mr. Sullivan, his presence commanding yet softened by a hint of nervous energy. He was holding a stunning bouquet of flowers, wrapped in delicate paper that seemed to enhance their beauty. The moment he stepped into the living room, a hush fell over the group, quickly replaced by amused glances and knowing smiles from everyone present.Vivienne noticed the silence and Angelina pointed towards the door with her chin. Vivienne turned her head and was surprised to see Mr. Sullivan standing there with a bouquet of flowers. She finally understood why everyone went silent.Angelina leaned closer to Vivienne and whispered, "Didn't I say that he went to prepare a surprise? See? I was right."Mr. Sullivan, usually the tough and stoic figurehead of one of the biggest law firms in the city, seemed almost bashful under the collective gaze. His eyes, however, never wavered from his destination... his wife, his Jean

As everyone gathered around the grand dining table, the air was filled with the comforting scent of roasted herbs, garlic, and a hint of sweetness that promised an unforgettable dessert. The table was a feast for the eyes. The mood was warm, with light conversation buzzing from all corners of the room. With a proud grin, he placed the cake in the center of the table, its golden layers and perfectly whipped frosting hinting at the culinary skill of the man who seemed to do everything well, from managing a law firm to baking a perfect cake. "I hope it lives up to its reputation," he said with a twinkle in his eye, looking at Jeanine, who gave him an affectionate smile, her eyes full of pride and love.The family exchanged teasing looks. Everyone knew Mr. Sullivan’s love of cooking came out only on the most special occasions. And those occasions only had something to do with his wife. Jeanine smiled fondly at her husband, touched by the thoughtful gesture as always, while Noah, leaning

"Really?"Angelina was speaking with a proud smile on her face and couldn't resist sharing more about Vivienne's accomplishments with the Sullivans. "You know," she began, turning her gaze to Noah's family, "Vivienne's incredible blog is her sacred diary where she chronicles her travels around the world. It's not just your average travel diary, though. She makes it educational, weaving in the history, culture, and unique perspectives of every place she visits. It's like a guided journey that makes you see the world through a whole new lens."Jeanine's eyes lit up with interest. "Oh, that sounds fascinating! I've always admired people who can share their experiences in such a vivid way," she said, clearly impressed."And it's not just a blog anymore," Angelina continued, her enthusiasm growing. "Vivi recently landed a deal to turn her blog into a travelogue! Can you believe that? It’ll be a beautifully crafted collection of all her adventures, thoughts, and the stunning views she’s cap

Vivienne entered Noah's childhood room which seemed to have frozen in time. It was filled with his memories from high school. He must have moved out after high school and that's why the things inside his bedroom were all from the year when he was eighteen. There were awards that he had won in programming competitions. There was also his favorite basketball lying on the shelf.Surprisingly, there was only one picture in his room and that was a family photo. Vivienne didn't expect it but then again, it also didn't seem as unexpected. He was the kind of a guy who valued family which seemed to have become quite rare in this generation. There was a solid reason why she said he was a little old-fashioned. "I thought your room would be filled with posters of favorite sports players or female celebrities. Why is it so clean? My ex's childhood room was filled with everything a teenage boy would like."Noah glanced at her and sighed, "Not everyone has the same interests. I don't like cluttered