I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

When Zachary grabbed and embraced her, Samarra was about to enter the room; her beautiful face displayed shock and confusion. She accepts his embrace. She believed that Zachary greatly missed her.

“What’s the matter?” Zachary hugged her for a few minutes and didn’t want to let her go when Samarra asked when she had recovered from the shock. Zachary didn’t say anything and hugged her even tighter.

“I can’t breathe properly, please.”

Samarra even patted Zachary on the back to tell him to let her go.

Zachary laughed as he hugged Samarra, but his smile faded as he examined her from head to toe. He wiped Samarra’s buttocks automatically.

Wasn’t she wearing anything else underneath her clothes? Zachary swallowed, and his eyes widened in front of Samarra once more.

“Y-you’re not wearing anything?” Zachary asked, inadvertently slipping a hand behind Samarra’s back to confirm his suspicion. Zachary could remove his hand from the inside of Samarra’s t-shirt once he was confident his hunch was correct.

No brassiere or undergarment beneath her clothing?

Zachary sighed and looked up before returning his gaze to Samarra, who was surprised.

“Y-you’re not wearing anything?” Zachary asked, inadvertently slipping a hand behind Samarra’s back to confirm his suspicion. Zachary could remove his hand from the inside of Samarra’s t-shirt once he was confident his hunch was correct.

Zachary sighed and looked up before returning his gaze to Samarra, who was surprised.

“I’m talking to you, so say something. Why aren’t you wearing anything underneath your… your…?” Zachary couldn’t think of anything to say to Samarra, so he just taught.

“Gosh! Cadden, I no longer wear the bra and underwear I wore the day before.” When Samarra realized what Zachary meant, she blushed in annoyance.

“But you won’t leave the room like that,” Zachary stated as if he wasn’t pleased with how she wore his t-shirt and shorts without underwear.

“Your t-shirt and shorts are extremely thick. It’s your fault, and if we had gone home before coming here, we would have probably brought it… well, that’s just me. Because you still have clothes in your closet.” They really can’t avoid arguing even small things

“Ara, don’t start with me. Do you know what I’m capable of doing to you, or do you want to be punished?” When Zachary noticed Samarra had swallowed and bowed, he smiled.

“Now, wear at least your bra.”

Zachary took another look at her shorts. He is pretty tall. That’s why his shirt and shorts are too big for Samarra. Because her dress is so long, no one will notice that she isn’t wearing underwear.

Samarra took a deep breath when she had no choice because she never wore the same bra twice. She walked past Zachary, took the bra from her bag, and dashed to the restroom.

Zachary had already closed the balcony door and sat on the bed, waiting for Samarra. Samarra appeared a few minutes later; Zachary sat up straight and secretly smiled in response to Samarra’s frown.

“You frown every morning, love,” Zachary said as he stood up to greet Samarra.

“How dare you, Cadden?”

Zachary took Samarra on her shoulders and led her out of the room, laughing.

When Samarra and he got down, they came to a halt and laughed at each other.

When Samarra and he got down, they came to a halt and laughed at each other.

“Ara, are you serious? Is it your stomach that’s growling? What exactly is that dragon?” Samarra laughed and slapped Zachary on the shoulder for what he said. She was hungry but hesitant to eat without Zachary.

When Samarra and he got down, they came to a halt and laughed at each other.

“Ara, are you serious? Is it your stomach that’s growling? What exactly is that dragon?” Samarra laughed and slapped Zachary on the shoulder for what he said. She was hungry but hesitant to eat without Zachary.

“Hey, it’s not me… it is your tummy.” Samarra laughed in denial, even though she was the source of the sound.

“Whatever, Ara,” Zachary said, laughing. “Maybe I’ll eat you,” he added weakly.

“What? What exactly did you say?” Samarra asked, frowning as if he wanted to repeat it to her. At Samarra’s question, Zachary smiled and shook his head.

“Forget it,” Zachary said in response to Samarra’s questions. He didn’t want to repeat it because they were close to the dining area, and his parents might hear and be upset.

They wait for breakfast to begin as soon as they enter the dining room. Zachary yanked Samarra out of her chair and took a seat beside her.

They wait for breakfast to begin as soon as they enter the dining room. Zachary quickly drew the chair and assisted Samarra before sitting beside her.

“Sam, how are you sleeping? You slept in late, “With a smile, Daddy Calvin inquired of Samarra.

“I apologize, Dad.”

“No, it’s fine; we’ll only eat together once, so it’s not a big deal; after that, I’ll tell you two something.”

She looked at Zachary and then at Daddy Calvin, who was busy serving food to Mommy Lorraine.

“What do you think Dad should tell us, Love?” As he placed the fried rice on the plate, Samarra heard Zachary whisper.

“I’m not sure; I have no idea.”

Samarra notices Ezekiel is quiet and avoids their gazes while eating. Ezekiel only speaks to her when Daddy Calvin inquiries about the business.

Daddy Calvin led them into the living room when they were finished eating. Zachary sat on the sofa’s armrest while Samarra sat on the single couch. Mommy Lorraine and Daddy Calvin sat across from them, and Ezekiel sat next to them.

“Buenavista Corporation will be celebrating its 36th anniversary this coming month. So, I hope you and Zachary will be there. We have one month to be prepared.”

Samarra felt Zachary’s grip on her, so she couldn’t help but look up at him; she held her breath when their faces almost touched. Zachary and Samarra were staring at one another when a cough from our side interrupted their gaze.

So Samarra was able to sit correctly right away and turn her gaze to the next chair without pausing to cough.

“Are you alright, son?”

“Yeah, keep going.”

Samarra frowned as she looked at Ezekiel’s face, who was still coughing.

As Samarra looked at Ezekiel, Daddy Calvin continued to speak. She saw his grin and wink at her.

Fake cough!

Samarra sighed and returned her gaze to Daddy Calvin.

When Daddy Calvin had finished speaking, he handed the catalog over to Ezekiel, Zachary, and her alone. Samarra took out the brochure, which featured gowns and tuxedos.

“Just choose what you can wear, and we’ll have Lucille sew it for you.”

Samarra immediately chose a black V-line mermaid gown.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“You’re not allowed to wear that,” Zachary stated as he examined her chosen gown. Her brow furrowed in response to what he said.

“What?”

“You’re exposing too much of your body.”

“Look, Cadden, it’s not like that.” When Samarra saw Zachary’s frustrated expression, she lost her temper.

“I said no!”

“Cadde-”

“As long as I don’t, that’s final,”

“As long as I don’t,”

“You make the decision.” Samarra handed Zachary the catalog and told him to choose what to wear. She didn’t want them to argue in front of his parents over her clothes.

Zachary smiled, took the catalog she had given him, and traced the winning smile on his face because she was no longer arguing with him. Samarra’s attention was drawn to Zachary’s face when Ezekiel abruptly stood up without saying anything despite Mommy Lorraine and Daddy Calvin’s calls.