Despite his protests, the director easily caught on to his slay demeanor.
She had long heard of Caroline. Although a lady of high social standing, she had no airs about her and had been a great help to Dmitry.
Such a girl, the director thought, was perfect for giving Dmitry a happy future.
With a teasing smile, the director said, “Alright, let’s see how you two look together, Come closer.”
Caroline pulled Dmitry close until their faces were almost touching.
“Grandma, how do we look?” Caroline asked playfully.
“Perfect! You two really do look like a couple!”
Even Quinn chimed in with her innocent voice, “You two look just like a mom and dad!”
Hearing this, all three of them burst into laughter.
Dmitry scratched his head, still embarrassed “Grandma, maybe we can talks about this later…” “What, Dmitry? Are y
- you rejecting the?” Caroline pouted. “Am I not at least as good as Dalena? You managed to stay married to her for ten years.. “Exactly,” the director added, “you’re lucky to have a girl like this even show interest in you. Finding someone like her is hard to come by.”
And if you keep delaying, Quinn might get adopted by someone else,” she added.
Hearing those words, Dmitry’s heart finally softened.
It was as if a seed buried deep within him had sprouted, breaking through the soil and blossoming with life.
It was his long–dead heart.
If Caroline trusted him this much, then he couldn’t keep running away. To be worthy of her love, he needed to grow and become better.
Two days later, Dmitry and Caroline finalized the paperwork and returned home to share a hotpot meal.
The three of them sat around the table, a warm and cheerful atmosphere filling the room.
Quinn looked up with bright eyes. “Mom, Dad, after New Year’s, can you pick a date to get married?”
“Oh, your little mouth works so fast,” Caroline said, her cheeks turning red as she was called “Mom” for the first time.
Just then, there was a knock at the four.
Dmitry gut up to answer, surprised to find Dalena and Cyril standing there.
Dmitry, please don’t shut the door. We’re not here to bother you,” Dalena sall, her face pale and weary-
“I have no home anymore. I’ve been completely banished from New York. We’ll probably never see each other again”
“Alright. Is there anything else you need to say? Dimitry asked cabinly.
Dalena hesitated before continuing, “I just wanted to wish you happiness—always.”
Slar glanced the cozy family in front of her, emotions swirling inside.
This warnath had once belonged to her, but now it was too late.
“Dad, can you hug fur one last time?” Cyril asked timidly. “I’ll be a good boy from now on, I promise.”
Dmitry besitated for a moment, then koelt down and embraced Cyril tiglatly,
After all, Cyril was his son. He couldn’t let the boy live los lite filled will regret.
Ilenia and Cyril last into tears as they lagged.
Despite lart sornew, Dalena forced herself to pull Cyril n
away, not wanting to disrupt the happiness of Buitry’s
‘s new family.
We’ll leave now, Goudige *
“Take care. And I wishy
x you……. Íppiness as
as well,” Dimitry replied
He stood at the door, watching as they disappeared into the light rain. Por the first time, his heart felt truly at peaces. Everything had to come to an end eventually.
They had faced the consequences of their actions, and he had found a fresh start.
Ten years of memories–he hoped they would slowly fade with time, leaving room for a brighter future.
