His Innocent Sera novel Chapter 65

A few moments later, a group of waiters emerged from somewhere and began serving them food. He issued orders to the waiter while Sera tried to read his face. It was difficult to decipher what was going on in his head.

The waiters left after filling their plates, leaving them alone. Nate gestured for her to dig in before picking up his own fork.

"Just a few days more. After our wedding, we'll return to my estate," Nate told her. Ever since he had shared his intentions with her, the word "wedding' felt like a noose around her throat.

"Don't worry about my family, they'll come around. My mom can't stay mad with me for too long," he added in an attempt to assure her.

"And my family? She asked hesitantly, causing him to look up at her. "Do you know anything about my....Mr. and Mrs. Diaz and Dyson?"

Even though they had abandoned her, a part of her still wondered if Mr. Diaz was okay or not. He was shot because of her.

"You still care about those fuckers?" he asked, a hint of irritation laced his voice. The mere mention of them was enough to sour his mood.

"I just wanna know," she answered, lowering her gaze. She knew she shouldn't be asking about them after everything that happened. But she couldn't help it. They had never loved her, but she did.

"Why?" he asked, leaning closer. Those people didn't deserve her concern and care.

"They..they might never have seen me as family, but I did. She was my mom. He was my dad. At least, that's what I believed… until that day. Maybe they weren’t attached to me, but I was to them. Completely," her eyes mirrored the ache in her heart as she confessed. How was she supposed to move on so easily from her family of 18 years? The tears shimmering in her eyes tugged at his heartstrings.

"I'll make them pay," he promised in a steely voice. Not only them but also Antonio. He'll bring hell down on each of them for hurting her. They'll beg for his mercy, but he won't show them any.

She shook her head.

"No. Don't hurt them. They were forced into it, too," she said through the rock stuck in her throat. All this time, she wanted to ease their burden, not knowing she was the burden. But she held no grudges against them. The truth was always in their behaviour; she just played blind to it.

"You've already forgiven them, haven't you?" he asked softly, already knowing how forgiving his girl was.

"They were so sick of me that.." her voice cracked under the weight of her anguish before she forced herself to continue, "....they didn't even hesitate to send me with you." Masking her sorrow, she added, "They were already suffering for the last 18 years."