CHAPTER 32

I watched him sit on the edge of the fountain, not even caring if the water splashed him. He immediately glanced at me and lightly patted his thigh. I walked towards him, and as he wanted, now he was holding me.

He immediately rested his face on my shoulder. Out of nowhere, he suddenly asked this.

"Do you prefer the serious or sweet version of me?"

"What?" "I laughed," he said. "Seriously? "What's going on with you?" I can't help but laugh because of his behavior. Well, we will be together in a few seconds, minutes, weeks, and months. But I have never heard his voice so tender.

Yes, I also thought that he would be like this. But now that he's like this, I can't help but laugh! I'm not used to it. And if he continues to be like this, I really won't be able to get used to it!

I feel his shoulders shrug.

"Just asking, I heard girls prefer men who are sweet." That's why I'm asking what you prefer.

I also shrugged. Surprised at this time, I am still in awe that there must be a hidden garden here. Sometimes the Hillarcas are also really strange, but I am curious about how they were formed and what their connection is with the second grandson of the Hillarca. My words are only in my mind; it's embarrassing, and I'm not in a position to know other people's lives, even if he's Rezoir's cousin.

"Where did you hear it anyway?" I didn't know he was the type of man who listened to others. It was maybe a few seconds before he spoke.

"I'm not sure where you came from, baby; just answer my questions."His voice was kind of shy. Maybe he just doesn't want to admit where he heard it! I couldn't help but smile. Where did he hear it?

"Hmm, you're right. Some women usually prefer men who are sweet, gentle, and charming.

"Uhuh..." was sarcastic.

"What?" I laugh You see, I was tripped all of a sudden."What? "I'm just answering your question, huh?"

"Forget it; it looks like you're still daydreaming." He emphasized the word "daydreaming."

"Finish me first." "I laughed," he said. I was facing him, and he didn't want to meet my eyes. But I immediately grabbed his jaw and tried to make him face me. "Rezoir, come on, don't be a baby!" "I laughed," he said.

He didn't budge. I caressed his jaw a little more, just in case he didn't sulk. But there's no effect, now, seeing him like this. My baby Rayver should not inherit from him.

I kissed him on the cheek. He was still looking to the left, still avoiding him.

"As I mentioned, women prefer those things, but..."I hung up to get his attention completely.

"But what?" I completely got his attention.

"But I prefer a rough man," she said again, caressing his jaw."Tall, successful, and careful," I whispered. His grip on my waist tightened for a moment. "In short, I prefer men who liked you back then, and I didn't know." God, you heard me." I smiled at him.

"Tsk," he said, still enraged.

"Why are you asking anyway?" Aren't you confident that you're my type? Hmm?"

"Stop it," he whispered. I'm laughing because his cheeks are red. What now, Rezoir? I'm not sure why you were so nice earlier, and then you got trampled. And here we are; you are ashamed like a child. But I find it cute.

"Let's go back; where's your son anyway?"

"He's with Nana Selma," I said, nodding. He immediately rested his face on my shoulder. The only difference now is that I'm facing him. "Let's stay here, in just a few minutes." I nodded again.

I play with her hair. Maybe a few seconds passed before I felt his light kisses on my shoulder.

"What country do you want to go to?" he said.

"Hmm, land of the rising sun."

"Japan." I nodded. "Why?"

"Like others, I just want to experience going to the place." "Where cherry blossom is, I want to experience the hostility... and I think the place is so homey." I smile

"What time do you want to go there?" We both looked at each other. This time, I was the one who dropped a light kiss on his lips.

"When Rayver can already walk, I want to go there when he's already comfortable and aware of the place."

"I will remember that. I promise we will go and visit the place." His tone was indeed full of determination.

"Thank you."

"For you, baby, I will."

We didn't stay there for long because even from a distance, I could still hear my son crying. I had to go up to the room to help Rayver because Rezoir didn't want anyone to see me like that. Yes, I know that he was just being possessive and protective. But the fact is, as for me, you know... it's normal for people to breastfeed their children wherever they are.

But somehow I haven't reached that point yet. And I'll also admit that I won't feel comfortable getting naked in front of other people. But it's not because I'm shy; maybe I go to the point where I can’t hesitate.

"Where is that boy?" I looked at Nana Selma. He fiddled with his cellphone keypad a little.

"Is there a problem, Mom?" I said He looked at me and hesitated to smile.

I shook my head. "I'm sorry, dear."

"It's okay; are you okay?" "You look like you have a problem; what is it, Nay Selma?"

He sighed. His phone was already in his pocket, and he immediately helped me lay Rayver down in his crib.

"Because Demetria dear hasn't yet arrived at the hacienda," he grumbled."Because Mr. Rizalde is looking for him." When Nana Selma mentioned Rizalde's name, I could still see the sweat on her forehead.

Is the second grandchild crazy? Because I am, yes, I am familiar with the Hillarca family. Like Rezoir, I know he's the type of person who doesn't take himself seriously. The girl had always been there, but now that I love her... and know her better,

Yes, he looks dangerous, but only when he loves it so much.

I am curious now.

I heard that the second grandchild is not close to the girl; unlike the first, it is someone else's. But I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows at what Nana Selma said—what's with her daughter and Rizalde? I thought it wasn't close to women.

that it is a really bad treatment. I don't know why there is an issue with that. I won't wonder why he tripped me up; maybe that's better than being rude.

"Really?" "I was amazed," he said.

"Yes, dear, that's why, if possible, the two should not get close. I don't know why my son hasn't been removed yet. Don Sebastian doesn't seem to care, even though he knows the two are not being treated well. I laughed at what Nana Selma said.

He didn't even think twice. It seems that he will be relieved if his son is removed from the hacienda. I find it cute, so I can't wait to meet his son.

Demetria.

It's like a rhyme to my name, huh?

"Oh my gosh, I don't want to go out anymore." I'm sure the old man will find my son for me again. "Why did the two wander off now?" he whispered. But I can hear it.

I was shaking; it was as if Rizalde was looking for a child in her to the tune of Nana Selma.

"Who did your son wander with, Nana?"

"Rajih, dear, I'm not sure about—"

"They are together, huh."

"Susmaryosep! Señorito!" Nana Selma shouted in shock. Even I was slightly surprised by his cry. What about it? It's like a mushroom that appeared where Rizalde was.

"Where are they anyway?"

Nana Selma is still holding you on her chest. I was surprised by the second grandchild. I tap her shoulder because Rizalde's eyebrows meet. Mom Selma still didn't answer him; maybe the old man was still shocked and nervous about the second grandchild. Based on what he said, if possible, he doesn't want to go out because he will be asked. But you see, it didn't wait any longer and searched for Nana Selma!

I want to get to know Nana Selma's daughter, Demetria. Nana Selma scratched her head; earlier she was a little anxious, but now she was more anxious.

I looked at Rezoir, who was standing at the door. Smiling slightly, Rizalde was staring as if he were enjoying what he was seeing. I shrugged and let them talk inside.

My son is sleeping soundly.

"A-What is it, Senorita?" I heard NanaSelma say Still stuttering, I barely glanced at them. Rezoir finally entered. He sat on the couch, while Nana Selma and Rizalde were still standing.

Rizalde glanced at Rezoir. His forehead was wrinkled, and the other person laughed. It was as if they understood each other just by looking at each other.

"Why are you looking for Nana Selma's daughter, Riz?" Rezoir said it in a teasing tone. For others, maybe it's as if the former's words are serious in their ears. But yeah, because I know him enough. I know it is teasing Rizalde again.

I looked at Nana Selma. It's amazing how he can watch his son and his boss fight. Red, Lucas, and Theo are crazy. Yes, we have employees with children who live in the hacienda. also because they sometimes helped their family, who were serving in the hacienda for the first time.

Yes, there are times when I curse Rezoir in my head big time. To have this kind of fun, you must make fun of others.

"I'm not a dog, okay, that can be tied every day next to the master." Demetria's language was full of sarcasm.

I can see Nana Selma secretly pinching her son. Nana Selma shook her head, laughing, in front of Rizalde; we are currently in the living room downstairs. It must have been a few seconds before Rizalde asked Nana Selma right in our room.

All of that is about Rajih and Demetria.

"I'm going to do something in the kitchen; Demetria will help me, senorita if you order something." I'll just tell the others so that what you want to do can be taken care of. Nana Selma.

His son was snoring next to him. Nana Selma immediately asked the two where they were from, but they both avoided the question. Rizalde looked hard at Demetria.

"No need, Mom Selma; only your daughter can do the job."

"B-But—"

"No more, Mom. I can probably do whatever the old man asks me to do."

"You can do it." Rizalde

And we watched the two leave until we could no longer see their bulk. Then Nana Selma said goodbye, saying that she would take care of the kitchen first. I don't know why they still seem busy; I know that Don Sebastian and Rezoir's birthday just ended. So it's expected that they are busy cleaning and whatever.

But because it appears that someone else was present... it appears that they were even busier at this time. Is there an occasion I don't know about? I was going to ask Rezoir, but he and Rajih were busy. Currently, we're talking about the company.

I went back to the room to take care of my son.

By nightfall, I had not seen Rezoir, but there was a servant at the hacienda who told me to dress decently. So here I am, wearing a white high-low dress. I paired it with black stiletto slingback pumps.

I'm good.

I was told nothing except to fix it. So I thought there were still guests—maybe those guests who didn't come yesterday are coming today.

That's correct, but I didn't think it was my family.

My whole family

They were crying when I entered the room. At first, I was confused... but seeing the chairs that were full of flower decorations and Rezoir's, whose look is dashing with his black suit... For a split second, I thought I heard a soft melody playing while I was walking.

It got me.

Yes. They have been planning a surprise wedding for me. I didn't even notice anything, and I don't know anything! I was crying as I kept walking, and my legs were shaking from what was happening!

I shed more tears when I reached the end, where the person whom God gave me was waiting.

If I'm going to reveal a secret now, it's this: When I first met the young first grandson of the Hillarcas, I was overcome with emotion. On a certain day, I go to the boundary between the two haciendas and yell angrily that I would like and love to marry him at night.

"I want to marry you at night!"

How odd is it that I just now remembered that incident?

Ironically, what happens? He married me at night.