Chapter 305
Claire stepped in with a smile. “Scott, don’t mind Adonis. He’s just really close to Mamie, that’s all p>
Scott nodded. “It’s okay. Really. I’m not bothered p>
The simple wedding wrapped up after what felt like half a day.
Later, as Mamie scrolled through her phone, she got a blank text from an unknown number. She barely glanced at it before deleting it.
Meanwhile, Vince sat in his car, finishing a cigarette before telling the driver to head out. After everything, all the twists and turns, he still couldn’t believe those two actually ended up together.
Not long after the wedding, New Year’s Eve arrived.
Garth wore a red embroidered outfit that practically screamed celebration. He even had on a playful little red hat, and it made both Dorothea and Mamie melt on the spot.
“Garth, you’re too cute for words,” Dorothea gushed, handing him a thick red envelope. “This is for you-buy yourself some snacks p>
The envelope was so fat, there was no need to count it to know it was a lot.
Garth fiddled with the pompom on his hat. “Thank you, Dorothea! I hope you’re happy every day, and I wish you and Latham a baby boy soon p>
Latham grinned. “Try wishing for a baby girl. Say it, and you get another envelope.” Garth caught on fast. “Okay! I hope Latham and Dorothea have a baby girl soon!” “Latham, my envelope!” he called out.
Latham laughed and stuffed another envelope into Garth’s chubby hand.
Mamie had come prepared, too. She handed Garth a gift along with a red envelope.
“I picked out that whole outfit for you, Garth. This is my New Year’s gift, and here’s an envelope too p>
Garth ran over to Mamie, his short legs moving as fast as he could manage. “Mamie, can I call you mommy p>
His cheeks were bright red, and his eyes were full of hope. He’d been wanting to ask for ages.
Mamie felt her nose sting. “Of course you can p>
“Thank you for the gift, Mommy!” Garth squealed.
That night, Garth felt happier than he ever had before.
Scott offered to drive everyone out to the countryside to light fireworks. When he asked if Latham was coming, Latham just shook his head.
Upstairs, in the third-floor bedroom.
Latham knelt beside the sofa, gently holding Dorothea’s chin as he kissed her. He parted her lips, deepening the kiss, swallowing every soft sound she made.
Dorothea let out a quiet moan, her lips growing glossy from his touch.
Latham’s dark eyes glinted as he smiled, slipping away everything that separated them. He swept her into his arms and carried her to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Outside, the sky stretched wide, the moon so close it looked like you could reach out and touch it.
Dorothea’s voice was barely a whisper. “Wait, what if someone sees us p>
“They won’t,” Latham murmured, brushing her hair behind her ear and trailing kisses along her skin. “Let’s give it our all, maybe our little girl will show up soon p>
Dorothea’s dark hair spilled down her back, making her skin look even paler in the moonlight. Her head tipped back, cheeks flushed deep pink.
Suddenly, the night exploded with color and sound-fireworks blooming outside the window.
Dorothea blinked, thinking for a
second that Latham had planned it all for her. But he was having noner of her distraction He bither shoulder, spinning her to face him.
“Eyes on me, sweetheart. What’s so interesting about fireworks p>
He pulled the curtains closed.
Before long, tears shimmered at the corners of Dorothea’s eyes. She was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open, and soon, she drifted off to sleep.
Outside, not far from the villa, Albert
stood alone, switching through
burner phones as he kept calling Dorothea, Each ball went
unanswered. Eventually, her phone just switched off completely.