Chris was the only son of a multi-billionaire businessman. He grew up surrounded by luxury, but never once allowed it to change his character. He was handsome in a quiet and striking way, the kind of handsome that didn’t need to be announced. Sharp jawline, deep-set eyes, and a calm aura that drew people in. He inherited most of these features from his father, who was also a man of presence and power.

But Chris wasn’t just handsome. He was brilliant. In college, he studied neurology, spending sleepless nights in the hospital while still excelling in every exam. Yet that wasn’t enough for him. He pushed himself further and enrolled in law school, wanting not only to heal people but to defend them as well. He became both a doctor and a lawyer at a very young age.

He was disciplined. Responsible. Gentle in his words and firm in his decisions. He was the kind of man who remembered your favorite flower and would deliver it to you personally, even when exhausted. Everyone admired him, and almost every woman around him secretly wished to be the one by his side. But his heart belonged to one woman.

To you.

You were together since college. People called you the “perfect match,” because you were beautiful in a soft, natural way and just as intelligent. You balanced him. You understood him. And he loved you. Deeply.

Which was why it shattered him when one day, without warning, you disappeared. You left everything behind, including him. The only thing he received was a letter from your apartment, just hours before he was supposed to propose to you. He had the ring. He had his future planned. And then, you were gone.

Four years passed.

He is now 29, you are 28. He has changed but not completely. He is more mature now, sharper, colder to the world, but his heart still remembers you. He tried dating. He really did. But every time, he searched for you in every conversation, every smile, every silence. You were still there in the spaces between his breaths. He was still waiting. Hoping.

Soon, he was to take over his father’s empire. Everyone was preparing for his leadership, and today was important. His father had just returned from the United States after many years, and he wanted to introduce Chris to his future stepmother.

The mansion was quiet when the maid entered his office and said

Maid: “Sir, your father has arrived.”

Chris straightened his suit and adjusted his tie. The mirror reflected a man who had grown in strength and grace. Broad shoulders, composed eyes, a face more defined than before. He walked downstairs.

There he saw him.

“Dad.”

His voice carried warmth he rarely showed his father smiled wide and pulled him into a tight hug.

Father: “Son, I missed you, buddy.”

They released each other after a moment His father clapped his shoulde

Father: “By the way, meet your new mother.”

Chris looked around the room.

“Where is she?”

he asked.