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After Stephen and Kayla returned backstage, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement as the remaining models strutted confidently down the catwalk, putting on a spectacular show for the audience. The crowd erupted into applause as the final fashion show concluded, marking the end of a successful fashion extravaganza.As the models gathered in the hall, their faces illuminated with radiant smiles, they exchanged congratulations with the designers, stylists, and make-up artists who had worked tirelessly to bring their vision to life. It was a moment of triumph, and the air was filled with a contagious sense of joy and accomplishment.Just when the celebration reached its peak, the rhythm of the night took an electrifying turn as an international music band stepped onto the stage. The crowd erupted with cheers and applause, their anticipation reaching a fever pitch. All eyes were drawn to a striking figure—a slender brunette man, his long hair cascading down to his waist.Fiona, captivated b
Stephen's heart skipped a beat when he caught sight of a stunning brunette woman in a captivating red dress. "There she is!" he exclaimed under his breath.As they drew closer, Stephen gently placed his hand on the woman's shoulder. "Fiona!" he called out. Instantly, a wave of emotions washed over her face, and she leaped up to embrace Stephen."Stephen, you're incredible! I'm so proud of you!" Fiona exclaimed, her arms tightly wrapped around the blond man. Stephen intentionally lingered in the embrace, savoring the warmth and comfort that her hugs brought him.Whispering softly, he said, "I appreciate your unwavering support, My Love." Those whispered words were precisely what Fiona had longed to hear. They were the whispers that always tugged at her heartstrings.After a few blissful moments of cuddling, they engaged in casual conversation while listening to Horizonplay performing their melodic tunes.The songs played on, one after another, carrying the couple away on a wave of warmt
All the male participants had used blindfolds, and they stood neatly. Meanwhile, the female participants stood in random positions. When the race started, they were not allowed to move or make a sound. Besides that, the male participants were not only prohibited from touching female participants, but they were also prohibited from peeking. Participants who did not meet the qualifications would be disqualified.It wasn't just the game participants; the spectators who watched the show were also excited.After the host read out a list of rules that had to be obeyed, he was ready to start the game. He shouted to the audience, "Let's count down together. Three... two... one, Go!"The male participants walked in unison. Some of them seemed to walk hesitantly because they couldn't see. Some even collided with each other, and a few nearly fell from the stage. But the stage guard saved one of them, and he walked back on stage. This incident made the audience burst out laughing.Meanwhile, Step
After the man in the maroon shirt finished speaking, the atmosphere grew tense as it was now Kellen and the host's turn to approach Stephen and the man in the gray suit. Both men insisted on standing in front of Fiona, creating a curious spectacle.With a raised eyebrow, the host posed the question, his voice filled with anticipation, "Do you acknowledge the woman in front of you as your girlfriend?"Stephen, exuding confidence, shook his head and replied, "No. But she's my wife!"Gasps of surprise escaped Kellen and the host, their eyes widening at Stephen's unexpected response. Sensing the shock in the air, the host pressed further, determined to uncover the truth. "So you are absolutely certain that she is really your wife?"Stephen's unwavering conviction resonated through the room as he repeated, "Yes."Turning to the man in the gray suit, the host directed the same question at him, expecting a different outcome. But, to everyone's surprise, the man stood his ground, unwavering in
For a moment, Fiona felt that the day had been perfect for her. She was happy because she had seen Stephen walking on the catwalk for the first time. Later, she had watched the Horizon Play band perform live and even won the game they had organized.It was then that she realized she hadn't seen the gift from Rosegold Fashion Gallery. "Oh, I haven't seen my present yet!"Stephen glanced over, pleased to see Fiona excited and enthusiastic. "Open it! I want to know what my present is too."Fiona opened the large bag on her lap and discovered a long black leather jacket without sleeves.She studied the design and stitching details of the leather jacket. Her eyes widened with enthusiasm. "Dear Lord, this is so beautiful!"Stephen looked at the jacket in Fiona's hand. Just one look was enough to tell that it was of high quality and likely had an expensive price tag.The blonde man smiled faintly. "I want to see you wear that jacket! You'll look really cool and beautiful at the same time!" St
As Stephen shared the news, Fiona felt a surge of joy welling up inside her. The revelation he brought wasn't just information; it was a testament to the power of unity and the resilience of the human spirit. It deeply moved Fiona, and a genuine smile of happiness appeared on her face."Stephen!"Overwhelmed with emotion, she embraced Stephen tightly, holding him close. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as their hearts beat as one. Stephen reciprocated Fiona's affection, gently stroking her head and providing comfort to her restless mind.Grateful and amazed, Fiona expressed her gratitude, her voice filled with appreciation. "Thank you, Stephen! You mean the world to me!"Stephen, always composed and calm, accepted Fiona's embrace with unwavering tenderness. His response carried a weight that surpassed their earthly connection, revealing a deeper truth. "It's not me, Fiona! It's not me!"Confusion crossed Fiona's face as she looked up at her husband, seeking understanding. Her
Stephen and Fiona had a free weekend ahead, without work or campus responsibilities. As Stephen watched Fiona gracefully clear the table, a sudden idea blossomed in his mind, like a delicate flower in his thoughts.For the past ten months of their marriage, Stephen had regretted not giving Fiona a proper honeymoon. He felt the weight of this realization, as if he had failed to honor their love in a meaningful way. It troubled him, along with the absence of a grand wedding celebration. Determined to make amends, he devised a plan in that very moment.A blonde man, dressed in a clean white T-shirt, quietly approached Fiona, who was washing dishes at the sink. Despite having a spacious penthouse and maids who could assist, Fiona preferred to handle chores herself, relying on hired help only when necessary. It reflected her self-reliance and occasional whims.Unbeknownst to Fiona, Stephen sneaked up behind her, placing his hand gently over her eyes. Surprised, she turned to him, her wet fi
After Stephen felt sufficiently sweaty, he rose from the sunbathing chair and glanced at the food on the table. He grabbed a bottle of very fresh-looking orange juice, making his mouth water. He then poured the contents of the bottle into a glass filled with ice while sitting on a sofa. Stephen muttered, "Hmmm... so refreshing!" He turned to Fiona, who was still comfortably lying down, wearing sunglasses. "Fiona, drink this quickly! It's perfect in this hot weather!" The brown-haired woman got up, took the glass Stephen offered, and sat beside him. While enjoying the fresh orange juice, Stephen and Fiona looked at the sea, and Mount Cartmar began to come into view. That meant they would reach land soon. Stephen then turned to Fiona and asked, "Do you like sailing?" She sipped her orange juice and said, "Yes, I do. I hope you can invite me to sail like this more often!" She smiled faintly. The blond man smiled, "Alright, as long as you have a lot of free days, I don't mind." At t