Her Unruly Husband

. As soon as I stepped out, Micheal gr

'am! I'm always amazed at

ys like this. The moment I decide to co

r arrival, ma'am. The guests

o the car and glanced out the window

fferent from what I wore abroad. Even my makeup was light,

e greeted me. I smiled at everyone and

my father, who introduced me to the guests. I walked u

Mama whispered as she ki

Thank you, Mama.

just smi

work abroad as an architect and entrepreneur. As the guests were still talking, I noti

he doi

heard Papa

in my throat. For a split second, I thought he might remember me, and my heart pounded against my ch

o close now, and I couldn't stop the fluttering sensation in my stomach. My mind raced w

me a small, carefully wrapped gift. I hesitated before taking it from his hands, his fingers brushing min

back now, Don Fausto. She's tru

ed my gaze, hoping he wouldn't notice how badly I was blushing. I cursed myself for not keeping it together

me on the back, and then moved to greet the other guests. Draco stood there for a moment

y, Draco took a step closer, his gaze

voice low and surprisingly

felt like it was on fire. Did he notice? Did he know? I

e too high-pitched. "Just... the

slowly, but then the corner of his mouth lifted into a teasing smile.

it made my stomach flip. Was he messing with me?

't notice how flustered I was. "I... I'm fine,

er, then nodded slowly. "Alright," he said, s

e turning away to join Papa. I exhaled a

ke he didn't

't recognize me. If

nger, his gaze meeting mine once more before he nodded and turned away to join the others. As he walked o

Why did I feel this w

to shake the unease. There

ally with the election approaching. Even though, I couldn't join in today, b

Mama called out as sh

t wasn't just about looking good; it was about securing my future, or rather, the future of our family. The pressure to

voice filled with admiration, but I coul

nowledge the truth of it. "T

our Papa wants the best for you. This is all part of making sure our family st

omach. "But I don't want to be like this. I

r Papa has worked so hard for. And don't you see? People admire you for who you are. They'll respect you more when they

t the future of our family rested on me making the "right" choice. Marrying someone who had

f making my own cho

xury I coul

y frustration build

y hand gently. "He's in a meetin

late for the auctio

"Do well, dear. Remember, this is for the schol

dded, and grabbed my clut

ould benefit Papa's candidacy, but honestly, I wasn't a fan. I wasn't the kind of

mistake. People admired me too much, and I couldn't shake the feeling that they were just looking for any way to bring down Papa's c

as I expected, several

ia!" someone greeted

on the cheek. "Yes, I am. I'm

to win again this year. He's much stronger tha

, but ultimately, it's the people who will

tials and track record, your father is winni

greement, though my thought

d. "I wonder if you'll run for a position in the

sion neutral. "No. I will never run

ta. Maybe yes, maybe no." I said it to let them wonder, to keep the door open for doubts

k I'd acquired earlier. It was a beautiful painting of the sun and moon colliding. I was fascinate

er to paint this," I said

me. I caught a flash of sadness in his eyes, but when I met