secret lover 166 Summary


    Martha and Evelyn share a warm and yful reunion, filled withughter and affection as they catch up on family matters. Evelyn introduces Martha to the rest of the guests, and the atmosphere is lively and weing. The birthday celebration for their son Oliver, who is turning four, is about to begin, with family and close friends gathered around a beautifully set dining table bathed in sunlight.


    Oliver proudly shares stories about his new horse and pony, charming everyone with his innocence and personality. The adults enjoy the lighthearted moments, teasing Oliver and each other, while Axel expresses gratitude for the gathering. The birthday cake, decorated with horses and a miniature figure of Oliver, bes the centerpiece as Oliver makes a heartfelt wish for a baby sister, sparkingughter around the table.


    As the meal progresses, the mood softens into a cozy, loving family scene. Evelyn beams with pride over Oliver’s intelligence and interests, and the older generation expresses their admiration for the child. After dessert, the elders move back to the living room, while Evelyn notices Axel engaged in a serious conversation with friends, his demeanor intense and focused.


    Just as Evelyn is about to join the others, Joseph calls her aside for a private conversation. His tone is serious but gentle, and Evelyn agrees to talk, sensing the importance of the moment. The story ends with a quiet tension, hinting at a significant discussion toe between Evelyn and Joseph.Continue Regr Chapter Reading Below


    166 Happy Birthday, Oliver!


    Martha nced over at Evelyn, her face lighting up with a mischievous grin, much like a child caught in the act of a yful secret.


    Theirughter bubbled up spontaneously as Evelyn stepped forward to embrace her warmly, the affection between them unmistakable.


    “It’s such a joy to see you again, Aunty Martha,” Evelyn murmured softly, her voice filled with genuine warmth.


    “Oh, darling,” Martha replied tenderly, her fingers gently brushing through Evelyn’s hair. “You look radiant, and this little one here is growing faster than weeds after a spring rain. I swear, it feels like I just held him yesterday, and now he’s nearly a young man. A very handsome one, at that.”


    Evelyn’s smile deepened with fondness. “You mean a little whirlwind of chaos in the making.”


    Oliver puffed out his chest with pride. “I’m four now, Granny, Mommy. I’m not chaos! I’ve grown up. I know how to behave, even if sometimes it’s a bit dull.”


    The room filled with moreughter, light and easy, as Evelyn went on to introduce Martha to the rest of the family and guests, making sure everyone felt at ease and weed.


    As always, Martha’s charm was effortless, and within moments she was deep in conversation with Eleanor, yfully teasing Axel’s grandfather as if they’d been lifelong friends.


    Before long, the group moved to the birthday venue, since the living room couldn’tfortably hold everyone.


    The long dining table shimmered under the warm glow of thete afternoon sun, which streamed in through tall ss windows, casting golden patterns across the polished surface.


    Everyone had settled into their seats, though not always where the host might have expected. Axel’s grandparents found themselves near Aunt Martha and Alicia.


    Evelyn observed the natural mingling of generations — elders gathered on one side, while younger guests and business acquaintances clustered on the other.


    Axel took his ce beside Evelyn, while their son, the birthday boy Oliver, sat proudly at the head of the table, his small legs swinging slightly as they dangled off the chair.


    Despite being only four years old, Oliver carried himself with a surprising air of importance, as if fully aware of the special status that came with sitting at the table’s head.


    Across from him were Oscar, Joseph, and Jackson — Axel’s close friends and trusted allies — each bringing their own unique energy to the lively gathering.


    Voices ovepped,ughter rippled through the room, and asionally a hush fell when Oliver spoke, capturing everyone’s attention.


    “I got a horse, and its name is Cloud,” Oliver announced, his face bright with pride.


    He continued in a tone that was both innocent and serious, “And the pony is Browny. Browny’s faster, but Cloud is taller. You can see the picture over there…” He pointed toward a corner decorated with themed ornaments.


    The adults smiled warmly at his earnestness.


    Even Axel’s grandparents couldn’t help but beam with affection.


    Aunt Martha teased gently, “So, which one do you love more, sweetheart?”


    Oliver frowned thoughtfully, concentrating on the question.


    “Both. But Browny listens better. Cloud’s a bit… serious. Like Daddy.”


    The whole table erupted inughter.


    Axel shook his head with a small, amused smile, pretending to be offended, while Evelyn bit her lip to suppress a giggle.


    Jackson leaned toward Oscar, speaking just loud enough for Axel to hear, “Looks like the kid already knows his father’s personality inside out.”


    Oscar chuckled. “Sharp kid. Probably got that from his mother.”


    Axel responded with a wry smirk before taking a slow sip of his wine.


    As the servers began circting, carrying steaming tters of roasted beef, buttered vegetables, and warm rolls, the lively chatter softened.


    When everything was arranged neatly, Axel rose and tapped his ss lightly with a spoon, drawing everyone’s attention.


    The gentle clinking silenced the room.


    “First of all,” Axel began, his voice calm and steady, “thank you all for being here. Today, we have a very special reason to gather — celebrating our son Oliver Taylor Knight’s fourth birthday.”


    His gaze softened as he looked at Oliver, who grinned proudly at the audience.


    Axel continued, “It means so much to have both our families and friends here to share this day with us.”


    A polite round of apuse followed, mingled with cheerful whistles from his friends.


    “Happy Birthday, Little Oliver!” Oscar called out, raising his ss.


    Others quickly followed, offering their congrattions.


    Evelyn felt her heart swell with happiness as she watched Axel and Oliver, warmth spreading through her chest.


    Then came the cake.


    A grand two-tiered cake was wheeled in, adorned with tiny fondant horses and a miniature figure that looked remarkably like Oliver himself.


    As the birthday song began, Oliver’s smile grew even wider, though his eyes remained fixed intently on the flickering candles.


    “Come on, sweetheart,” Evelyn encouraged softly. “Make a wish.”


    Oliver paused, thoughtful, before whispering, “I want a baby sister.”


    The room erupted intoughter.


    Axel nearly choked on his drink. “Hold on there, buddy. That’s not something we can just order like dessert.”


    Oliver blinked, ignoring his father, and blew out the candles. It took three tries, including one dramatic puff that made the mes flicker stubbornly before finally going out.


    Lunch was served, and soon the soft clinking of cutlery filled the room.


    The atmosphere grew cozy again, the earlierughter settling into a gentle murmur of conversation.


    Evelyn helped Oliver cut his steak into manageable pieces while Axel poured juice into his ss.


    Across the table, Axel’s grandmother smiled warmly. “He’s such a bright child, Evelyn. You must be very proud.”


    “I am,” Evelyn replied quietly. “He started reading at three. He loves horses, and now he’s obsessed with music. He insists on ying the piano every day.”


    For a brief moment, everything felt perfectly bnced — light, warm, and filled with unspoken love.


    Oliver’sughter echoed through the room, and even the older guests found themselves smiling.


    As the meal came to an end, the servants began clearing the tes, bringing out coffee and dessert.


    The elders — Axel’s grandparents, Aunt Martha, Alicia, and Ste — slowly made their way back to the living room.


    Oliver followed proudly, carrying a slice of cake for his great-grandmother.


    Evelyn lingered a moment longer, her eyes scanning the table.


    She noticed Axel had joined his friends, still deep in conversation with Dn and a man she didn’t recognize.


    The three appeared engaged in a serious discussion, Axel’s eyes showing that familiar quiet intensity and sternness.


    Evelyn sighed softly, not wanting to interrupt, and decided to rejoin the others in the living room.


    But just as she began to move, Joseph called after her. “Evelyn, wait a moment.”


    She turned around.


    Joseph approached, his expression serious but polite. “Can we talk for a minute? Just the two of us.”


    “Now?” she asked, hesitating.


    “Yes. It won’t take long,” he assured her gently.Conclusion


    The chapter beautifully captures a moment of warmth and connection, weaving together the threads of family, friendship, and the innocent joys of childhood. Through Oliver’s spirited presence and the affectionate interactions among the characters, we see a tapestry of love and belonging that grounds them all. Theughter and gentle teasing, the shared memories and hopes, create a space where happiness feels tangible and enduring, even amid theplexities of their lives.


    At the heart of this gathering is a quiet affirmation of unity and support, a reminder that despite the challenges ahead, these bonds will sustain them. Evelyn’s tender observations and Axel’s steady presence underscore the deep emotional currents flowing beneath the surface, hinting at the strength they draw from one another. As the chapter closes with a subtle invitation to a private conversation, the sense of intimacy and trust lingers, promising that whateveres next, it will be faced together.What to Expect in Next Chapter?


    The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the undercurrents beneath the warm and joyful birthday celebration. As Evelyn and Joseph step aside for a private conversation, the atmosphere shifts subtly, hinting at theplexities and tensions that may soon surface. Their exchange could reveal hidden concerns or secrets, setting the stage for emotional revtions that contrast sharply with the earlier lighthearted moments.


    Meanwhile, Axel’s intense discussion with Dn and the mysterious stranger suggests that not all is as serene as it appears. The calm family gathering may soon be disrupted by challenges that test loyalties and rtionships. Readers can anticipate a blend of heartfelt connections and emerging conflicts that will addyers of intrigue and emotional depth to the unfolding story.


    Sara Lili


    <strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.