My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 59

“YOU MUST HAVE been hungry during the trip.” I looked at Mirasol, who was pouring juice into our long glass.

I bit my lower lip. Suddenly it seemed like I didn’t want to pick up the cutlery because of what she said.

“You should try my caldereta and kare-kare. That’s delicious, hija!” This promise is still valid.

I no longer refused because she had already put me a dish on my plate. I looked up at Lawrence, his lips curved, not quite smiling but tilting as if they mean to.

“Uh, thank you . . .” I said, stopping to take a deep breath.

It was good that they immediately left, so I was able to eat normally even though I was aware of Lawrence’s occasional glance at me.

When we finished, he guided me to the second floor, which brought me even more excitement.

“What are we . . . doing here?” My heart was beating wildly.

“See for yourself.”

He quickly grabbed the lock to open the door, where he took me to the villa’s second floor. And in a flash, a well-painted room with a black and white theme opened up to me. Some dividers were also full of toys and books. There was a crib in the corner of the room that I am sure for whom.

“This is for Clarence. If you want to add more details, just tell me.”

“This is too much, Lawrence.” I melt the denial of what is seen.

“He should benefit from all I have worked for because he’s a Saavedra.” The low rumble of his voice is comforting as he wraps his arms around my waist.

There’s a reason why love is invisible, undetectable with anything but our minds. It can never measure the love of one father for his son. And I admire him for loving my Clarence unconditionally.

“Let’s go check the other room,” he whispered, still holding my hand as I followed him until we reached the last door.

He quickly turned the door open. My jaw dropped open as I roam my eyes inside. There was a large bed in the room and drapery curtains with a white painted wall. It had a floral scent and a sweet candy scent that moved me back to a sunny day.

“I want you to think of the designs of our future room,” he said smoothly. Gradually I could feel his gentle caress on my exposed shoulder.

“Our room?” I said again.

I could feel every single pound of my heart in my chest. I looked out the window to stop the tears from forming in my eyes. I feel like I don’t deserve it all.

He bent slightly and peeked at me. It was there that the tears that I had been holding back finally fell.

“I don’t deserve any of these. Elliesse, she’s still your fiancée. She should be with you here because you deserve each other.” My voice already cracked from crying.

He looked at me, gently rubbing my two cheeks. His eyes rested on me, touching my cheek with his thumb. He wiped my tears a few times.

“She’s no longer my fiancée, then why you shouldn’t? You’re the mother of my child. You deserve all of these ’cause you’re soon to be Mrs. Saavedra.”

I bowed because I could no longer prolong his hot stares. My heart was already flowing, and I couldn’t breathe anymore.