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    The servants stood frozen in their tracks, eyes wide with disbelief. Jonathan wasn''t merely carrying the delicate figure of Anneliese; he was vigntly adjusting her position, ensuring herfort, a rare, tender smile gracing his lips.


    The atmosphere shifted palpably, as if time itself had paused. In that moment, all chatter ceased, and the usual greetings were forgotten. The sight before them was truly extraordinary—a moment that felt like it belonged in a fairy tale.


    Only when the couple reached the protective overhang of the eaves did anyone muster the courage to speak. "Wee home, Mr. Jonathan. Wee, Ms. Anneliese,” one servant finally managed, his voice breaking the silence like a timid bird song.


    Another servant dashed inside the house, a flurry of excitement in their movements. “Mr. Jonathan has brought Ms. Anneliese home!” they announced, their voice echoing with the thrill of the news.


    Derek had been waiting for this moment with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. He and Penelope had practically raised Jonathan, nurturing his steady demeanor, his remarkable talents, and his insightful nature.


    Jonathan had always been a star in the making. Before he even stepped into the realm of the Fullbuster Group, he hadunched a techpany that quickly transformed into a powerhouse. Following Derek''s wishes, he had be the youngest captain in thepany''s history, a feat that left everyone in awe.


    Once he took over AeroAir, Jonathan had breathed new life into thepany in a matter of months, implementing daring reforms and securing his position as president within just half a year.


    As the heir to the Fullbuster dynasty, Jonathan''s skills constantly amazed Derek. With him at the helm, the family legacy felt invulnerable.


    Yet, Jonathan''s personal life was a source of constant worry for Derek.


    Despite his youth, he had never been in a rtionship—a rarity among the wealthy heirs of their social circle. In their world, it wasmon to flirt with multiple partners each year, while maintaining one or two serious rtionships was seen as a sign of self-control. But Jonathan had never shown the slightest interest in women, even during his teenage years.


    Old Mr. Fullbuster, concerned for his grandson''s future, had even begun to fret about Jonathan''s orientation. At twenty-five, he became fixated on matchmaking, selecting India Malone as a suitable match—someone who was well-suited and eager to co-pilot at AeroAir. Everything seemed to align perfectly.


    However, in a surprising twist, Jonathan had quietly married Anneliese. Derek had been blindsided by the news, delivered by an old friend-an outrageous revtion that left him reeling.


    To make matters worse, three long months had passed, and Jonathan had yet to bring his wife home.


    Derek''s initial indignation had morphed into a sense of helpless frustration.


    Now, as he observed their entrance, he sat rigidly, muttering under his breath, "They''re back, but what''s all this fuss about?"


    The servant who had rushed in to deliver the news fell silent, retreating to a corner, sensing the tension in the air.


    Derek and Penelope had three sons and a daughter, and this New Year''s Eve, their home was bustling with life-sons, daughters-inw, and grandchildren filled every


    corner.


    At that moment, all eyes turned toward the entrance as Jonathan strode in, cradling Anneliese in his arms. The unexpected sight left everyone momentarily speechless. The room fell into a profound silence.


    Anneliese felt the weight of countless gazes upon her-some curious, others shocked, and a few decidedly unfriendly.


    Though she had steeled herself for this moment, a tingling sensation prickled at her scalp, and her ears burned from the scrutiny.


    She discreetly tugged at Jonathan, silently pleading with him to set her down.


    But he seemed oblivious to her


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    he addressed Old Mr. Fullbuster. "Grandpa, I''ve brought my wife. home She''s a bit timid and


    sensitive, so please don''t frighten henaway. I worked hard to marry her."


    Anneliese stared in disbelief. What was he saying?


    Jonathan, usually soposed and measured, was acting out of character.


    She pinched him lightly, her urgency increasing as she silently implored him to release her.


    Before he could respond, Elizabeth, who was perched on a single couch nearby, couldn''t contain herself any longer. "She''s not timid-she looks disabled! All the elders are present. Must you ofing to each other like that?!"


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    Jonathan hadn''t intended to set her down anyway. Thement only fueled his determination to hold her closer.


    I promise myself that I will never let Anneliese suffer while she is by my side. Here, surrounded by my family, I will make it abundantly clear how much love and cherish her so that everyone understands the special ce she holds in my heart.