Chapter 310
Chapter 310:
He tried to make it sound like a harmless joke, but something in Daniel had changed lately. First, there was the car—not just any car, but one made exactly to my taste. Then he started cooking for me, a scene I never thought I’d witness. He’d also become much gentler, speaking softly and never losing his temper. And now he was dropping hints about a second wedding.
Honestly, I half expected him to pull out another surprise at any moment.
“Ready to go in p>
“Yes… sure. Let’s go.” I let out a quiet sigh as his hand settled warmly on my back again.
Inside, Daniel moved through the venue, introducing me to every businessman he knew. Each time he introduced me as his wife, people looked at me twice, surprised. What truly puzzled me, however, was how many businesspeople were there. It was supposed to be a birthday party for a sixteen-year-old.
I reached for Daniel’s sleeve when we got to our table. “I thought this was a kid’s party,” I whispered. “From the looks of it, his parents invited more CEOs than classmates p>
He pulled his chair closer, draping an arm over the back of mine, anchoring me at his side in front of everyone.
“They want their son to mingle with industry leaders while he’s still impressionable. I guess they think the sooner he gets used to these people, the easier it’ll be for him to fit into the family business later p>
I couldn’t help laughing and shaking my head.
𝘈𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯
“Wow. You have to be kidding me. He’s just a kid. Wouldn’t it make more sense for his parents to let him enjoy his teenage years and support whatever dream he has, no matter what it is p>
“It’s their decision, not ours.” Daniel only shrugged.
I was about to answer when someone called his name from behind. I was so lost in my own thoughts about the boy that I barely noticed the tenderness in Daniel’s voice.
“I will never do that to my own children. No matter what, I’ll support them and let them pursue whatever future they want,” I murmured, almost without realizing it. The words slipped out as my eyes fell on his shoulder, more like a confession to myself than a declaration.
“That won’t happen to our children. I promise you p>
I snapped my head up, startled. “Wait—what p>
He only smiled, lips curving into a mysterious grin, and slowly shook his head. I stared at him as he said nothing more.
“Excuse me, sir, ma’am p>
Daniel and I looked up at the young man who had approached our table.
“I’m JV, the event photographer. Would you mind if I took a photo of you two p>
“Of course,” Daniel answered, nodding before I could respond.
“Thank you! Please look at the camera. Great. On three—one, two, three… smile p>
“Thank you very much p>
“Could you send us a copy of the photo p>
“Of course. I’ll bring you a printed copy in about fifteen minutes p>
As soon as the photographer was far enough away not to hear us, I leaned toward Daniel, unable to resist my curiosity.
“Why did you want a copy of our photo p>
He shrugged casually. “I just want to keep a memento p>
I raised a brow, puzzled. “A memento p>
“Because this is our p>
“Daniel!” a woman called, cutting him off before he could finish.