Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 211

The whole Wilson Palace was decorated with red roses and white tulips, adding the air of harmony to the magnificent building. The stage was arranged in the massive garden for our wedding ceremony.

As I peeked through the window, everyone was busy to ensure all the arrangements were in place. Henry was in charge of all the activities, so his anxiety was touching the roof. I could see him shouting at anyone who slacked off a bit.

This venue was the gift of Bright's mom for us. She asked us to hold the ceremony here. The memory of our meeting her at the stadium's stands flashed across my mind as I sat before the wall-size mirror.

"I have accepted Laura as my daughter-in-law, but this ring is something she is borrowing from me. It will be hers when she gives birth to your son."

Although she appeared strict, her keen participation in our wedding arrangements warmed our hearts. She became a daily visitor at my villa to discuss the issues.

"Laura will live with us in our family's Palace for one month, then you will both go for a honeymoon. I have a vast circle of friends; everyone is eager to meet her."

She took the job of educating me to behave as an exemplary daughter-in-law and went to dress and cake appointments with me, paying for everything despite my protests. Her lessons made me smile.

"You might be a mother of two kids and an independent woman, but your authority won't work here. You will follow the rules of your in-laws and respect our values. Don't embarrass your family in public."

The warmth of love behind her apparently sharp words healed the lacerations deep in my soul. Mrs. Wilson treated me like a daughter I always wanted. She didn't let me take any responsibility and booked spa treatments for me; her every considerate gesture touched my heart. Now I realized how Bright was a true gentleman. He was raised by an ideal woman who taught him to respect others.

Deep in my thoughts, I was staring at my reflection in the mirror mindlessly when my little angels' gleeful voices brought me back to reality. They ran towards me.

"Mommy, you are looking so pretty."

Little Jane was dressed up in a pink flared princess frock with all the glitters, ribbons, and frills. She was holding a beautiful white basket with a red ribbon tied as a bow tie and rose petals in it. I poked her cheek playfully.

"So, my flower girl is all set."

"I am ready too, mommy!" My prince, Zoe, was all suited up in his black and white three-piece suit with two black boxes. I caressed his head softly.

"And my Zoe has the rings. Am I right?"

"Yes, mommy." Zoe spoke at once, "When will you come out, mommy? Daddy is waiting for you."

His query reminded me about my styling, I was almost ready after makeup. According to Bright's mom, I must have four things before coming down. So, I checked them.

Something new: I bought diamond earrings for my white long gown.

Something borrowed: I had Wilson's family heirloom.

Something blue: Henry gifted me a blue topaz bracelet.

But the only problem was something old, I couldn't find an article matching the vibe of this special day. It could be an old lip color or shoes etc. However, I wanted something of royal caliber to complete the tradition.

As the time was running, I ended my quest and got up to wear my veil. That was when a gentle knock on the door thumped my heart. I raised my head to greet the visitors and forgot to breathe for a moment. The sight of two familiar yet forgotten people of my past sucked the air from my lungs. An involuntary gasp escaped my mouth,

"Mom? Dad?"

Reeling in astonishment, I took two steps back as my brain wasn't ready to process the shock of the century. Their unannounced arrival flipped my stomach, shaking me to the core.

Mom and dad smiled, stepping closer and spoke warmly.

"Congratulations on your big day, Laura."

I was struck speechless in response, gawking at them wide-eyed. My mom bent and greeted my little angels.

"You must be Zoe. And this beautiful princess is Jane.

Hello, my dear grandkids. I am your grandma."

"And I am your grandpa." Dad immediately added to her statement and stroked my little angels' heads lovingly. Their collective response broke my trance as they sang in unison.

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