Lucinda felt his eyes on her and looked up to meet his gaze. Initially, the warmth in his eyes caught her off guard, making her want to look away. But quickly, she met his eyes confidently.
"Even though the weather sucks, I'm having a blast."
Resting her head on his shoulder, Lucinda said with a smile, "It's our first date."
"As long as you're happy."
Stefan pecked her lips, "And we'll have a second, a third, loads more dates. Wherever you want to go, I'll be right there with you."
"Stefan, you're so good to me, I might just fall head over heels for you."
"I'm already head over heels for you. If you jump, I'll jump too."
Lucinda laughed, her gaze becoming distant, her voice serious, "I'm scared. Scared that I'll drown in your sea of love."
"I'm a good swimmer, I won't let you drown."
"My mom always used to say that marriage is not just about two people, but their families as well. My family isn't poor, but there's a huge gap between us and yours. Your relatives are open-minded, but I'm still worried they'll oppose us."
Even though his grandparents were easy-going and didn't look down on her humble background.
That was before they lived together before they really interacted with each other.
Conflicts often arise when living together.
"Lucy."
"What?"
"There's something I need to tell you, can you handle it?"
Lucinda glanced at him with playful eyes and teased, "You don't have a hidden child somewhere, do you? If you need to make it right, I'm here to help with the divorce papers."
Stefan lightly tapped her forehead, "You're letting your imagination run wild. How could I have a secret child? You're the only one on my mind. No other woman even comes close."
He had waited eleven years for her to enter his life.
He treasured the woman he finally wedded and wouldn’t let go unless she chose to leave.
"You had two strange dreams, didn't you? The crazy woman in your dreams, does she feel familiar?"
Recalling the two dreams, Lucinda said, "I felt a sense of familiarity with the crazy woman."
"Lucy, would you believe it if I said you're not your parents' biological daughter?"
Lucinda froze.
She wasn't their biological daughter?
That's impossible.
Her mom's photo album had many pictures of her as a child.
"I don't believe it. I'm my parents' daughter. If I were adopted, our neighbors would have told me."
Everyone loves a good piece of gossip.
Adopting a child is a secret that can't be kept. Adopted children would know they're not biological early on.
If she was adopted by the Moore family, her neighbors would have told her long ago.
No one ever questioned her origin, some would just say she didn't look much like her parents. Her mother would explain that it's genetics, she inherited her grandmother's features while her mother took after her grandfather.
"I'm just hypothesizing. What if you're not your parents' biological child? What if your biological parents are wealthy..."
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