All Chapters of His Innocent Sera: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

"Are you going to ggg..get married?" Dyson asked her. His speech had improved a lot, but he still sometimes stammered. The doctor had assured her that it would go away with practice. "Yes," Sera replied softly. Dyson fell quiet for a moment, lost in thought, before asking, "What will happen to me then?"Sera frowned slightly. "What will happen to you? You'll stay here with me," she stated. "If mo and dad were alive, I wouldn't have been such a burden for you," Dyson said, a hint of sorrow in his voice. Sera froze, taken aback by his words. She looked up at him, gaze searching. "Have I ever made you feel like you are a burden to me?" she asked softly.A burden. The word echoed in her mind. Her little brother had never been that, not for a second. He was her cherished treasure, someone she protected and would protect with every ounce of her being, someone whose pain she would gladly take upon herself if she could."No..but..""Where did you even get this thought from?" she asked.

"This is so cute," Sera said, admiring the tiny socks Ara had woven. Three little pairs in red, blue, and green. "These are for my grandkids," Ara said, her hands never pausing as she continued to weave. "That's too many for one," Sera said, lowering herself into the seat next to her. It felt so odd to live in this house now. When she used to visit the Serrano residence, she had never imagined she would one day become a part of it. Ara looked up at her, "Not to scare you, but the firstborns in Serranos have always been either twins or triplets."Sera swallowed. Ara gauged her expression. "I can understand what you're feeling. I was nervous too," Ara disclosed, a quiet smile on her face. "I don't know if I can handle twins or triplets at once," Sera shared her inner fear. To deliver them at once was a nightmare of its own, but to raise them, she feared, would be even more challenging. What if she couldn’t love them evenly, the way they deserved?Ara set aside the shed sticks in he

Nate had to leave for Italy as work unexpectedly called him back. Sera was disappointed, but she didn’t show it. She knew that if he caught even the faintest hint of her reluctance, he wouldn’t leave. And she didn't want to come between him and his work. Only a few days were left for their wedding. Dyson wanted to see their home. He asked Sera to take him there as he missed it too much. Sera understood. She may not have good memories in that house, but he had. He was adored by them. So she agreed, even though returning meant reopening wounds she had spent years trying to heal. They left without informing anyone at home as she thought it wouldn't take them long. "I wonder if Trex is still our neighbor," Dyson said quietly. "He must be in college or working by now." His voice carried a trace of sorrow and longing. "You will also join a college soon, Dyson," Sera promised him softly. He was being home-tutored right now, but as soon as he was done with it, he would be enrolled in a col

"What intelligence?" Nate asked, breaking the silence. "My spies have picked up some unusual activity involving Marinos. I think they have her," he disclosed. "Marinos.." Nate repeated, searching his memory. Recognition came swiftly. They were merely another group that refused to accept his dominance over Italy. They had created obstacles for him before, but never attacked his family before. With this move, they had signed their death warrant. Without a word, Nate started towards the door. His fists were clenched tight, veins corded along his arms andneck, his eyes burning with a lethal rage."One wrong move, and she could lose her life," Killian stated, making him stop mid-stride. Slade agreed with a nod. "I can find out her whereabouts. But I'll need some time," he proposed. Ginger, standing near the couch, narrowed her eyes in suspicion. His eagerness to help and his sudden sincerity didn’t sit right with her. Still, she didn’t interfere. If his help could bring Sera back, she

Finally, the day of the wedding had arrived. Sera stood before the mirror, studying her reflection, admiring the woman she had become. For the first time in what felt like forever, tears didn’t blur her vision. Instead, a quiet, radiant smile curved her lips, soft, full of hope. Her heart fluttered with nervous excitement, with gratitude, with happiness. "Ready?" Angela questioned, interrupting her. As Sera turned to face her, she caught the unmistakable spark of admiration in Angela’s eyes, and it eased the tension within her, even a little. "How do I look?" she asked. "Like a princess who soon is going to be the queen," Angela complimented, walking into the room. "I never thought I would also get married one day," Sera confessed, her gaze drifting back to her reflectionin the mirror. "Why?' Angela questioned as she came to stand before her. Sera shrugged. "I’ve always felt unwanted. Unloved," she admitted quietly. "For the longest time, I truly believed there was something wr