Chapter 447: Chapter 447: No Problem
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âYes.â Adrian Zhekova nodded.
Maverick Zhekova laughed joyfully, âMorgan already calls us Grandpa and Grandma, and you still call us Aunt and Uncle. Itâs so distant. You and Morgan are connected, so how can you separate yourself?â
Victoria Wheeler nodded in agreement, âThatâs true.â
Now that the elders had said this, if Cindy Clarke didnât agree, it would seem too standoffish.
So, Cindy summoned up the courage and called them, âDad, Mom.â
Before Maverick Zhekova and Victoria Wheeler could even respond, Adrian Zhekova interjected, âSee, she has already called you Mom and Dad. Itâs accurate now when I call her my fiancĂ©e, right?â
Cindy:
Maverick Zhekova:
Victoria Wheeler:
How could this young man be so thick-skinned? How could he have remained single until now?
With such thick skin, how could he have any trouble finding a wife?!
Old Madam was delighted, thinking that it was due to this thick skin that he now had a fiancée and such a big son.
The speed of their relationship even outpaced the Wells Familyâs Lamborghini.
Maverick Zhekova warmly said to Cindy, âThatâs right, call us that from now on.â
The title that hadnât been used for five years was called out once again by Cindy.
Somewhat unfamiliar, yet warm and emotional.
âMm.â Cindy nodded firmly.
Only then did Adrian Zhekova take Cindy and Morgan to leave the family mansion and head home.
Once at home, Morgan quickly took a bath, washed up, and hurried to bed.
He was so sleepy that he didnât even ask Adrian to tell him a bedtime story.
When Adrian Zhekova finished taking a shower, he found that Cindy wasnât in the bedroom.
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âCindy?â Adrian Zhekova called out, but there was no response.
He went to the living room and found her standing on the balcony outside, looking up at the sky.
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Adrian Zhekova then fetched a shawl, draping it over Cindy.
With that, he embraced her from behind, âWhat are you looking at here?â
The cold wind blew, tossing Cindyâs hair onto Adrian Zhekovaâs face.
He could still smell the fragrance of her hair, with a slight dampness to it.
Apparently, Cindy had just taken a shower too. Although her hair was now dry, it retained a hint of moisture.
âIâm looking at the moon.â Cindy gazed at the full moon in the sky.
âMy most difficult Valentineâs Day was during my first two years in Belfard,â she said, staring at the moon.
âIn the first year, I was alone, pregnant with Morgan, and extremely helpless.â
âI had no idea what life would be like after giving birth. I was so exhausted during my pregnancy, without anyone by my side, not even for a moment,â Cindy explained slowly, âIronically, it was the Valentineâs Day, a time when families reunite, and I was alone.â
âAll that despair converged and made it doubly hard to bear.â Cindy smiled.
But perhaps her psychological resilience was just too strong.
Or maybe she had lived like a tenacious plant since childhood.
So, even when the pressure was so great and it was so difficult, she never once thought of ending her life to escape such stress.
âBy the second Valentineâs Day, Morgan had been born. But he was just a small, weak bundle unable to speak,â said Cindy. âHe needed me to focus all my energy on him.â