Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
It had all been a dream!
“What did you dream about?” Romeo gently wiped the tears from her eyes, his voice filled with concern. “You kept saying ‘don’t go, don’t leave’. Who was leaving?”
Mirabella was still enveloped in profound sadness, burying her face into Romeo’s chest to calm herself.
Guessing the cause of her distress, Romeo said, “Was it Grandpa Alberto, or Grannie Grace?”
Only those two could make her defenses crumble and reveal the vulnerable young girl within.
“It was Grannie.”
“Did she come to see you?” he stroked her hair tenderly. “You must be worried about the surgery. She couldn’t bear to see you so troubled, so she came to comfort you.”
A fresh tear shone in Mirabella’s eye.”You’ve done everything you could. It’s not your fault. This condition has baffled medical history. You’ve been amazing.”
Mirabella’s eyes reddened once more.
“Dont cry now. Don’t make Grannie Grace worry, Romeo said as he tenderly wiped her tears away.
After a while, Mirabella spoke, “Grannie came to praise you.”
“To praise me?”
“She said you’re a good man, that I’d be happy with you.”
Romeo was taken aback, his eyes warming. “I promise to take care of you, to not let your grandma worry. I’ll make you the happiest person.”
Mirabella reached out and caressed his face.
It was the first time she had touched him so intimately.
Romeo covered her hand with his own, letting her explore his features while his eyes brimmed with deep affection.
Time seemed to stand still until the boat neared the shore.
Serena stormed off the boat, and Martin quickly followed her. “Serena, let me take you somewhere else to eat.”
Serena was too upset to think about food.
Martin had overheard people on the boat praising Romeo and envying Mirabella.After hearing too much of it, Serena hadn’t eaten a bite and couldn’t wait to leave.
As they were about to get into their car, a group of bodyguards escorted Romeo and Mirabella towards them.
Their car was parked nearby, and Serena saw that Romeo was driving a limited edition sports car that had made headlines—a single model costing over ten million dollars.
Then she glanced at Martin’s ride, a mere luxury car worth a million or so. Compared to Romeo, it was barely in the same league.
Romeo didn’t notice anyone else in the parking lot. He opened the passenger door for Mirabella, securing her seatbelt, and they shared a private joke, their laughter mingling with a kiss.
Serena’s heart ached. She couldn’t fathom why Romeo was so enamored with Mirabella, to such an extent!
After a prolonged kiss, Romeo finally released her and climbed into the driver’s seat.
The multi-million dollar sports car sped off, followed by a convoy of bodyguards, leaving a cloud of exhaust in their wake.
With her mood at rock bottom, Serena got into her car with a scowl.
Half an hour had passed.
Romeos car was the first to pull up at the gate of the estate.
He got out and opened the door for Mirabella, while Joyce clung to her with an unwilling embrace. “I have no idea when I’ll see you again”
Mirabella patted his back soothingly, “If I’m not swamped, maybe I’ll give you a call.”
“Really?” Romeo rarely received calls from her. In the six months they’d known each other, the calls from Mirabella could be counted on one hand.
“If I find the time, I’ll call. Once everything settles down, maybe we can head back home together.”
Mirabella wasn’t one to make such offers before, nor did she seem to care this much about his feelings.
Romeo felt a wave of comfort wash over him, his gaze soft as water, “Deal.”
Just as Mirabella was about to seal the agreement, Romeo’s lips met hers again.
Martin, driving in the distance, caught sight of the couple kissing at the estate’s entrance. He recognized the car. It was Romeo’s!
Serena hadn’t expected them to be at it again. Enough. Were they deliberately trying to provoke her?
That was the last straw for Martin. He stopped the car, angrily unbuckling his seatbelt, and stormed towards Romeo with rage in his steps.Romeo and Mirabella were still locked in their kiss when a beam of headlights interrupted them. Romeo squinted at the glare, spotting a man getting out of his car and heading straight for him.
Romeo instinctively pulled Mirabella behind him just in time to dodge a punch thrown by Martin.
Without missing a beat, Romeo countered with a swift punch to Martin’s face.
Martin stumbled to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Serena, thoroughly frightened, rushed over to help him up, exclaiming, “What are you doing!”
“Stay out of this.’ Martin glared at Romeo, seemingly hell-bent on settling the score.
When Martin lunged at Romeo again, Mirabella stepped forward and spoke calmly, “Let’s talk this out.
Brawling won’t get you anywhere.”
The formidable Mr. Romeo wasn’t about to be bested by someone like Martin.
Even a hundred Martins combined would stand no chance against Romeo in a fight.
“Martin!” Serena grabbed his hand, not wanting him to make a further spectacle of himself.
“What a thrilling scene at the doorstep. Lucky I didn’t miss it.”
A leisurely voice floated from the gate.
Eunice, in a striking red gown, exuded elegance and authority. Her presence didn’t diminish even among the younger generation.
“Aunt Eunice?” Serena was taken aback. She hadn’t expected her aunt to be a spectator.This could be bad. If Eunice revealed Mirabella’s true identity, Martin would realize that Mirabella was the real Collins family heiress, and Serena was nothing but an adopted girl without any blood ties.
With that thought, Serena felt a pang of frustration. It was all because she had been too impatient earlier, only wanting to stop Martin from embarrassing himself.
Completely forgetting about this crucial detail!
Upon seeing Eunice, Mirabella called out dutifully, “Aunt Eunice.”
Martin was surprised to hear this “Aunt Eunice.” What was the deal with Romeo’s new flame? Why was she also calling Serena’s aunt “Aunt Eunice”?
But Eunice seemed to take it in stride, her eyes smiling, “Bringing a fight right to the doorstep, must be the fire of youth. Come inside, all of you. Have a cup of coffee to cool down.”
As soon as Eunice finished speaking, the grand doors opened in a welcoming gesture.
“Ma‘am:”
Romeo was about to explain, but Eunice cut him off, “From now on, we’re all family. You and Bella can just call me Aunt Eunice.”
Romeo couldn’t believe how quickly Eunice had taken to him, looking at Mirabella with a gentle light in his eyes.
“Aunt Eunice.”
Eunice noted his quick adaptation and turned her gaze to Martin.
Though Martin had a multitude of questions bubbling inside, he obediently said, “Aunt Eunice.”
Eunice crossed her arms over her chest, exuding the air of a matriarch, “Follow me.”
Serena quickly interjected, “Aunt Eunice, Martin’s hurt. I want to take him to the hospital for a check-
up.”
She feared that stepping into that house would expose her charade.
Eunice turned around, her profile as beautiful as ever, “What don’t we have here in terms of medicine?
Besides, the world’s greatest doctor is right in front of you, isn’t she?”
Martin looked puzzled. What did she mean, the best doctor? Where?
“What, without your uncle around, my words don’t carry weight, right?”
“Of course not.” Serena was feeling a tad guilty.
“Thank you for the invite, Aunt Eunice.” Martin didn’t want to make things difficult for Serena, whispering to her, “I’m fine.”
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