Catherine's face darkened.
A few days ago, Johanna had come to her while she was on vacation with Luke.
Just recently, Luke's favorite chef opened his own restaurant in Mexico. He invited Luke and Catherine to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony.
"The last time we had his food was when we were engaged," Catherine said with a sigh. She could not help but reminisce about the past as it felt like many years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Catherine's marriage to Luke was a union arranged by their families. At first, she barely had any feelings for him due to his reputation as a womanizer.
Things changed after the loss of their beloved daughter, and Luke became a husband every woman dreamt of. He not only cut off contact with his previous flings but also went home on time every day to care for his wife.
At this moment, Luke opened the bottle and poured the wine into the decanter. Seeing that his wife was in deep thought, he narrowed his eyes and asked with a faint smile, "What are you thinking about?"
It was then that Catherine came to her senses. She tucked the stray hair behind her ear and answered with a hint of melancholy, "I was just thinking how amazing it would be if Charis were here with us."
Even now that they had an adopted daughter, she still thought of her biological daughter from time to time. As a matter of fact, Catherine did not think she would ever forget about her.
Luke put his hand on top of Catherine and caressed it. "If she knows how happy we are now, she'll also be happy. Our relationship has gotten better. This was what she had always wanted to see. But the past is past. What's important right now is to live our lives in the present."
All of a sudden, the lights in the restaurant went off.
"What happened?" Catherine shrank into Luke's arms like a frightened bird.
Luke put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her. "It's okay. Look."
A romantic classical music played, and the string lights in the restaurant flickered on, creating the illusion of a river of stars in the distance. Several waiters then walked over to them with a cake and a bouquet of red roses. "Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Turner, on your 30th anniversary."
In the eyes of many, a marriage that could last for thirty years was one of a kind.
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