Chapter 355 - Mother and Father (2) (1/2)

In just a short time, Alaric felt that the walls he had built around himself, to protect himself from the world, started to slowly collapse, along with the kisses and hugs from this woman, who was his mother's cousin. Tears slowly accumulated at both corners of his eyes.

After nearly 100 years of being alone ... he was finally given a chance to meet his mother's family.

He was no longer alone. This woman in front of him treated him as if he was her own child ...

Portia cried but she seemed very relieved and very happy. She never thought that one day she would meet Luna's child. They all thought the child had died with her.

”Gosh ... Luna's child ... is still alive ...” She laughed happily as she wiped her tears. Portia then turned to Ned and pulled her husband closer, ”Ned ... this is Luna's son ... His name is Alaric ...”

Ned nodded. ”Welcome, Alaric. We are glad you finally returned home ...”

”Wait a minute ... you probably really wish to know what your mother's face looked like ...” Portia said suddenly. She immediately pulled Alaric's hand to follow her. ”I have photos and paintings of Luna in the library.”

Alaric was stunned and his feet subconsciously followed Portia's into a huge library.

Portia still kept paintings and pictures of his mother! For the first time in his life, Alaric would be able to see the face of the woman who gave birth to him. The woman who died so he could live ...

”This ... this is Luna ...” Portia whispered into Alaric's ear in an enthusiastic voice, ”This is your mother ...”

Alaric was stunned when he saw the painting Portia was pointing at hanging on the library wall. It was of a very beautiful young girl in an elegant Edwardian outfit. Her long, straight hair was purplish in color, and a pair of beautiful purple eyes stared directly at him.

For a moment Alaric realized that Luna's face was no stranger to him. Her face was very similar to his own face, which he had always hated in the past because it looked like a woman's.

It turned out that his face and his mother's face were uncannily similar.

Inwardly, Alaric suddenly felt guilty because for decades he had hated his face. That was because he did not know that he inherited his mother's face.

”I'm so sorry, Mother ...” he whispered as he looked at the pair of purple eyes that were staring back at him from the painting. She had the smile of a beautiful angel.

Alaric's eyes became foggy and his head went dizzy. He seemed to hear a very soft voice greeting him lovingly from the painting, ”Welcome, my son... Welcome home ...”

***

Aleksis hurried out of the car and ran to the lobby to ask the receptionist to call the penthouse because she could not contact Lauriel. He asked Lauriel to meet her in the basement parking lot to help her carry Nicolae up. The young man had fainted because he had lost a lot of blood.

Five minutes later, that seemed like hours for Aleksis, Lauriel knocked on the car window with a very worried face. Aleksis was trembling in the back seat while holding Nicolae who was in shock.

”Uncle ... Uncle ... Please help me ... My friend is hurt ...” she whispered anxiously as she opened the car door.

Lauriel hurriedly checked Nicolae's condition and his face turned pale. He examined Aleksis and was relieved that his goddaughter was not injured.

”Are you alright? Can you walk?” he asked. Aleksis nodded, ”Very well ... I will carry him to the penthouse. You come with me ...”

Aleksis obeyed Lauriel's words. She immediately got out of the car and waited for Lauriel to get Nicolae out. Her godfather was very strong and so he could carry the tall young man on his back. They quickly entered the elevator and headed to the 100th floor.