Chapter 697
In the languid afternoon, the sun's rays streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on Sie's elegant form. Sie pivoted slightly, a tender smile gracing her lips as she spoke in her soothing voice, "Alright, I'll come to pick you up." Jan's eyes were momentarily dazzled, and only after she had ended the call did he venture to ask, "Sie, are you in love?" Sie's response was one of surprise, her eyebrow arching as she retorted with a playful smirk, ''Pretty much.''
The word "almost" hung in the air, leaving Jan to wonder if it implied that someone was pursuing Sie. As the clock struck nine in the evening, a plane from Austin touched down at the airport. Sie waited for more than ten minutes before she spotted Laura emerging with two little ones. Oliver, dressed in a British-style blue shirt, was small in stature, but his excessively handsome and adorable face drew the attention of passersby. Sophia, perched on the suitcase, wore a mask over her petite face, her two little braids swaying. She looked incredibly endearing. Upon spotting Sie, Sophia immediately leaped off the suitcase and sprinted towards her, calling out, "Mommy, mommy..." She flung herself into Sie's arms, the sweet scent of milk enveloping them. Sie's heart melted, and she had to fight back tears. She had never been separated from the two little ones for such a long time since their birth. "Mommy," Oliver greeted, his voice more restrained, but his eyes were also tinged with red.
"Darlings, come here," Sie beckoned, opening her arms to embrace them, one on each side. "Ah, there's nothing like having your own munchkins. Godmothers, after all, are just godmothers," Laura teased. "Buying you sweets every day. As soon as you see your real mom, you forget about me." Sophia squirmed in Sie's arms. "Godmother, why don't you get married soon and give us a little brother or sister?" "I don't want to." Laura pouted. Sie stood up and smiled. "You've worked hard these days. I'll treat you to supper tonight." "Okay, let's go." Just as Laura was about to leave, a surprised voice echoed from behind. "Laura, is that you?" This voice, even after three years, was still etched in her memory. Laura turned around, and Benjamin and Isla came out of the exit. Three years had transformed Benjamin, his features sharper, his jaw leaner, his attire of casual trousers and a thin black sweater lending him a less gentle, more edgy appearance. Isla, on the other hand, hadn't changed much. Dressed in a white sweater and a knee-length skirt, her arm entwined with Benjamin's, they made a striking pair, one in black and the other in white. However, Benjamin's gaze was fixed solely on Laura, as if Isla was invisible. Laura was clad in light blue skinny jeans that accentuated her slender legs, and a simple orange t-shirt knotted at the waist to reveal a delicate waistline. Her skin was fair, her hair neatly tied in a bun, revealing a naturally sculpted face. Her eyes were big and luminous, reminiscent of a mixed-race child. Three years had passed. Time had etched its mark on her face, but Laura? She appeared even more radiant and beautiful. Benjamin seemed to forget to breathe. It wasn't until Isla beside him exclaimed in surprise, "Laura, it's really you, you're back. We were all worried about you after that incident. Are you okay?" that Benjamin snapped back to reality. Yes, he remembered now. The news had broken three years ago about her ambiguous flirtation with Nathan, which had infuriated Nathan, leading him to forcefully enter her home and violate her. The images of her battered face had even circulated on the internet. Not long after, news of her humiliating departure abroad had spread. A wave of disgust and disappointment washed over Benjamin.
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