VICTORIA’S POV
Three years ago, I didn’t meet my parents; now, they are right before my eyes.
I was selfish. I was too wilful and blinded by love. And that’s what I have been punished for; I was hurt by the man I loved the most, and that made me realize nothing comes first than family.
I had no choice but to get down on my knees. At the moment, I don’t care about my surroundings; I only know that I am before the people I have missed so much!
Even before this day, I didn’t realize I had missed them this much.
I felt mama’s touch on my arms as she stood me up. I looked at her, and the tears in her eyes broke me out more.
I am trembling, and all energy is drowned away. I would have fallen on the road once more if papa hadn’t been there to save me.
“HShh, love, don’t cry.” Papa caressed my head while mama tried to calm me down.
But I couldn’t stop myself. It was out of my control. I don’t know how to stop myself. In the span of a few minutes, I went from being a strong, capable lady to a blubbering wreck.
****
I stood before the billion-dollar mansion where I grew up like a princess, with people loving and spoiling me.
All the memories from the past were floating in my mind.
“Come on, let’s get inside,” Papa said, holding my hand.
We stepped inside. Every step I took was an emotional ride, pinching every second of what I had missed for three long years.
“Welcome back, doll,” James and Maria Dawson greeted me. Even Maria hugged me with emotional tears, and I hugged her back too. They are the butlers of the mansion and second parents to Antonio and me.
I took a look at the whole mansion, reliving the best and happiest memories of my life. Everything is the same as I left three years ago. Nothing changed except the features of the people who lived here.
Time and age have caught up with everyone, and I have aged alongside them. Everything is so wholesome. Even though I have never appreciated luxury before, I am enjoying it immensely at the moment.
This will be the safest and sweetest place for my little sweetheart to grow up; I mean the one inside me.
Thinking I should tell mama and papa about the pregnancy, I watched my parents from the corner of my eyes; they seemed very happy, but the worry was also not hidden much. I could sense it. I guess I should inform them of my pregnancy, but not just now; that will be after things have settled down a bit... Emotionally.
****
My parents are now aware that I am no longer married to Antonio, they found out this during their long vacation in Hawaii, and after hearing this news, they immediately returned from there.
I could not thank them for this. Each time I needed my loved ones beside me, I found them no matter what.
They never complained about my decision. They trusted me and let me do my mind; somewhere, I am grateful for that because their support allowed me to explore the people of this world and made me mature with time.
Yet, for the first time, my family was dissatisfied with my decision to live a simple life for Alessandro.
Especially Papa...
When I decided to change my surname in order to marry Alessandro, he was very angry. He tried to stop me, but I didn’t listen because of my blind foolishness.
And when I left home, he didn’t even bother to look at me. I was hurt that time without realizing how wrong I was. He warned me about the money-minded attitude of people, but I ignored his experience, drowning in my idiotic thoughts of fairy tale love. And I was hit back for that.
My parent didn’t contact me for three years, nor did I try. Now, looking back at the time, I realize my mistakes. I realized how lucky I am to have such parents.
I did make a mistake; I should have contacted them a long ago, but I didn’t. Now that I’m back, they’ve completely forgotten the past and welcomed me with open arms.
Parents are parents, right? No one can beat their love.
At dinner time, I sat in the huge dining hall with my parents while the servants started serving food.
The dining area is huge, and in my point of view, this is a waste. Well, I know I am a billionaire heiress, but I never believed in wasting money on unnecessary lavish products.
I always wanted a convenient home filled with family, love, and adoration, but unfortunately, this world only values money and fame.
Looking at the food, I smiled. Maria, of course, made the food of my wish. I can’t blame her. This lady is always after spoiling us with her cooking skills. Even I and Antonio learned cooking from her.
I also made them sit with us for dinner. I was missing Antonio, but he has to attend back-to-back meetings—my poor brother. So much has to sacrifice to be a director of a huge corporation.
We were eating while mama and papa described Hawaii. Mom even started planning a family vacation for us.
One thing I am grateful for is that none of them once brought up the topic of my divorce.
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