Chapter 1320

Roxanne was stunned to see the man before her kneeling. Am I dreaming? Lucian is… proposing? Why would he do this? He skipped this part when we married six years ago.

A wave of dizziness washed over Roxanne. She couldn't believe what she was witnessing. Instinctively, she tried to retreat, but her three children held her back.

“Mommy, Mr. Farwell means it! Please say yes! He’s been preparing for this all afternoon; we saw him,” Benny blurted.

Roxanne’s resolve faltered. The children had only seen Lucian’s afternoon preparations; they didn't know he'd spent hours transforming the garden flowers into medicinal herbs.

“Come on, Aunt Roxanne, say yes to Daddy! I want us to be a family,” Estella urged, her siblings echoing her plea.

Lucian gazed at her, his dark eyes unwavering. “I’ve reflected much during your absence these past six years. Now that you’re back, I swear I’ll never disappoint you again. I’ll protect you and our children. Please trust me, Roxanne.” His hand, holding the ring, remained perfectly still.

“Mommy, Mr. Farwell is the only Daddy we want!” Archie and Benny exclaimed together.

Roxanne’s gaze flickered. Was this a gesture to compensate for their flawed marriage six years ago? Despite her attempts to let go of the past, the hurt lingered, deeply etched in her heart. The word “marriage,” especially from him, the culprit of her failed marriage, sent shivers down her spine.

She wanted to trust Lucian; he'd been sincere since their reunion. But the pain of six years ago remained a barrier, preventing her from accepting the ring. It felt like a burden. Yet, her children’s pleas tugged at her heart. They needed a father, and their father stood before them.

For so many years, she'd kept this from them. Now they had someone to call "Daddy"—how could she be so cruel as to take that away? And they loved Lucian…

After careful consideration, she yielded. The pain of her heartbreak couldn't outweigh the guilt she felt toward her children.

As she reached for the ring, a sharp cough echoed from a nearby corner. Roxanne froze, turning to see Sonya, appearing as if from thin air, glaring at her and the children.

Roxanne slowly withdrew her hand. No, not yet. She’d selfishly run away while pregnant, neglecting their feelings. If they were to reunite with the Farwells, it should be when everyone wholeheartedly accepted them.