âWhen I reach out to you later,â he uttered in a composed manner, âkindly dispatch this exquisite wedding dress to the indicated address.
â
Lilyanaâs gaze momentarily grazed the paper, its contents revealing a name foreign to her.
âAriana,â she murmured, her voice tinged with curiosity.
âIs that the young Ladyâs name? It possesses such a delightful melody.
â
Caught in the gentle sway of her own thoughts, Lilyana couldnât help but recall Arianaâs apprehensive countenance upon their initial encounter.
Nudging Theodoreâs recollection, she voiced her observations, âUpon her arrival, Ariana seemed burdened by numerous thoughts, particularly regarding Marley.
Her concern was palpable.
â
In that instance, a sigh escaped her lips, laden with empathy.
Fervently, she implored, âSince your bond is undeniably founded in âlove, why not divulge your identity as Marleyâs brother to her?â
Theodoreâs countenance wavered upon hearing the mention of that name.
A fleeting falter and subsequent silence enveloped him.
After a contemplative pause, he finally mustered the courage to respond, âI do not deserve to bear the title of Marleyâs brother.
I have failed her.
â
âAh, child, Let go the burden that binds you.
â Lilyana, overcome by a profound sorrow, sighed deeply.
âMarleyâs demise was an unfortunate accident, not your fault.
Cease tormenting yourself with past missteps and embrace the precious soul who stands before you.
â
Clearly averse to further discussion on this matter, Theodore discreetly stowed away his phone, his eyes evading direct contact.
In hushed tones, he whispered, âI have pressing matters to attend to, so I shall take my Leave.
â
Lilyana refrained from pursuing the conversation, simply acknowledging his departure with a nod.
Guiding Theodore to the doorway, Lilyana suddenly recalled a crucial matter and felt compelled to offer a gentle reminder.
âBy the way, I couldnât help but notice a certain unease in your wifeâs demeanor earlier.
It would be wise to grant her your unwavering attention and care.
â
Lilyana wanted to express something else, but Theodore swiftly interrupted her, his words cutting through the air, âAlright, I understand.
Thank you, I will.
â
Without giving her a chance to utter another word, he hastily slipped into the car parked by the roadside.
Helpless, Lilyana sighed, her eyes fixed on Theodoreâs gradually retreating car.
What she had wanted to say was that Ariana might be pregnant.
In the shop, she had observed Ariana instinctively cradling her belly multiple times, displaying the telltale signs of a pregnant woman.
With two children of her own and the responsibility of caring for her two pregnant daughters-in-law, Lilyana possessed a keen instinct and could instantly discern that something was amiss with Ariana.
So when Ariana retreated to change into her wedding dress, Lilyana paid special attention, and there it was! A slight bulge in her belly, visible to Lilyanaâs discerning eyes.
Sighing, she recollected her earlier conversation with Theodore, realizing that he seemed oblivious to Arianaâs pregnancy.
He had not taken it into consideration when designing the wedding dress either.
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The memory of their exchange resurfaced in Lilyanaâs mind.
Prior to Arianaâs arrival, while tidying up the sewing room, Lilyana stumbled upon some old photographs of her children.
She eagerly shared them with Theodore, remarking, âLook how time flies; my two Little ones are about to become fathers themselves.
â
Theodore, ever the man of few words, simply smiled and nodded in Lilyanaâs presence.
âAnd my two daughters-in-law are about to give birth too.
How wonderful,â Lilyana continued, her eyes twinkling with warmth as she regarded Theodore.
âYou mention your wife all the time.
You must love her very much.
When do you two plan to have a child? With your good looks, the child would undoubtedly be gorgeous.
â
A soft smile played upon Theodoreâs lips as he responded, his voice gentle, âRight now, I donât want to have children.
â
âWhy not? It would be such a pity not to have children.
â