The aroma of bone broth rose, I put some coriander leaves and pepper in it, then stirred it up. The taste was not bad, I happily scooped the soup into a bowl. Kenelm is running indoors and playing with the dog we bought him last week.
"Dominic, Kenelm, it's time for lunch."
I called out to them softly, Dominic came out of the study, picked up Kenelm and made fun of him, and then we sat down to dinner.
It has been six months since the shipwreck, people are spreading a lot of rumors regarding it. But no one knows the truth.
At that time, Dominic asked me if I believed him, then he dragged me into the sea. I really thought I was dead, unexpectedly, when I woke up, I was lying in a clean room.
Dominic lay in the bed next to him and was bandaged by the doctor. Many others were also saved. It turned out that Dominic's father Donald soon received his son's news and drove a giant submarine. All the people who jumped into the water were brought into the submarine by the Arnold family subordinates, including me and Dominic. Rory and Dominic seemed to have discussed it in advance, knowing full well that as long as they jumped off the bomb-laden luxury yacht they would live. So they acted out in front of Ethan and their minions to make them unsuspecting.
After the explosion caused the yacht to sink, Ethan and many of his subordinates died, except for a few. In it, Frederick and a few of his close henchmen escaped early on a small boat, taking Kenelm safely away. And Vivian was also saved by Donald. Then, for some unknown reason, Vivian quietly left before Dominic regained consciousness, and Kenelm was taken to the Arnold mansion but Frederick never showed up.
Donald told us not to reveal that we were saved for the time being, just in case if someone else wanted to harm us.
That's why we temporarily rented a house and lived our lives like normal people, limiting our encounters with people so we wouldn't be recognized.
This life is much simpler and more comfortable than I thought, without many thoughts and worries. Dominic has a lot of free time, all day he spends time with Kenelm.
Mr. Donald called us last night and told us we could go back to the high life, and both Frederick and Vivian's whereabouts were gone. However, this afternoon, an unexpected thing happened.
A bunch of reporters and journalists couldn't figure out how to find our place. Pictures of our family were all over the media.
When I read the article online, Dominic's face was pretty bad, it's been a long time since I've seen him look so fierce and angry.
The next morning, Dominic left the house, before leaving he also warned me that I would have a few guests to visit me. He also sent a lot of bodyguards around the house to avoid the paparazzi and reporters from bothering me and our son.
I was very curious who the guest Dominic mentioned was, not expecting it to be Veronica. When he heard the doorbell ring, Kenelm eagerly ran to open the door. He thought his father was back, but it turned out to be two strangers.
"Mommy." Kenelm cried out loudly.
I jumped from the kitchen and ran out, surprised to see Veronica holding Kenelm in her arms, tears streaming down her face.
"Esther, your son really looks like you and Dominic."
"Veronica." I put my hand over my mouth, took off my apron and ran towards Veronica, giving her a hug.
Kenelm is very smart, the boy realizes that Veronica is not a bad person, so he obediently let Veronica hold him. Besides Veronica, Jeffrey also came. I haven't seen him in a long time, so long that I almost forgot who he was. If I had run into Jeffrey on the street, I wouldn't have recognized him.
While Jeffrey played with Kenelm, Veronica and I sat together.
"Yesterday I read an article about you. I thought I was dreaming. Your old number is gone so I have to call Dominic. It was he who invited me here." Veronica took my hand and said. "Please tell me what happened."
I completely trust Veronica, she is my best friend and the first person who came to me when she knew I was alive. Veronica's sincerity is undeniable, even Dominic trusted her to allow her to visit me, so I freely told Veronica everything.
After hearing that, Veronica's face paled slightly. She let out a sigh and took a sip of water to regain her composure.
"Oh my god, Esther, I can't believe you've been through so many terrible things. I'm lucky I can see you're safe now. Four years ago, when I attended your funeral, I hated and wanted to curse Dominic to die with you, because I thought it was he who harmed you. But now, it looks like he really loves you."
"I know." I nodded. "It's all over now. How about you?"
I glanced over at Jeffrey. That guy, even though many years have passed, still has the same dashing and mischievous look as before, although he is much more mature now. I used to be very jealous of their love, a love that is sincere, happy and not calculated. Currently, my family life is very fulfilling, but I can't deny that I still admire them very much.
"We've been married for two years. As you know, I don't love anyone but Jeffrey." Veronica shared honestly, her gaze at Jeffrey was full of affection.
We talked a lot, about me, about her, and about the old times when we practiced ballet together.
"By the way, I'm teaching ballet at Malibu Academy these days. Principal Peter still mentions him sometimes, he still likes you very much. What do you think about teaching ballet there with me?"
Before Veronica's proposal, I felt extremely surprised, also very excited.
"Oh, that sounds great, but I'm worried that with my badly injured ankle, it's going to be hard to get back into ballet."
"Come on, teaching ballet doesn't require you to do as many difficult techniques as being a ballerina. Just consider it."
When Dominic returned, Jeffrey and Veronica left.
"You look so great today. Does my gift make you happy?" Dominic hugged me and kissed my forehead.
"Thank you, seeing Veronica again makes me feel like I'm dreaming." I smile sweetly. "By the way, how's the press?"
"Don't worry, I've taken care of everything, tomorrow we just need to hold a press conference and announce what needs to be announced."