Chapter 143
Chapter 143:
Fernanda chuckled, her tone playful. “Did you make this too?”
“I did,” Cristian replied with a nod. “This morning.”
With that, he lit a single candle on the cake. “Make a wish, Fernanda.” He picked up the remote and clicked a button, plunging the room into darkness save for the soft glow of the candle.
The flickering light reflected in Cristian’s deep eyes, and Fernanda felt an unexpected wave of tenderness wash over her.
For a fleeting moment, her thoughts traveled to the past, when Hiram wore a warm smile as he whispered her birthday wishes.
The feeling of being cared for made Fernanda’s eyes misty, and a single tear rolled down her cheek, landing softly on the cake. Meeting Cristian’s eyes, she drew a breath, her voice steady and sincere as she said, “Cristian, you’re really wonderful.”
Cristian couldn’t help but feel a surge of happiness at Fernanda’s compliment.
However, when silent tears began to trail down her cheeks, the soft glow of the candlelight accentuated her delicate expression, tugging at his heartstrings with an almost unbearable sympathy.
Knowing her troubled past, he guessed that she might be thinking of someone she held close.
Hoping to lighten the mood, Cristian flashed a teasing smile and quipped, “Is this your way of putting me in the friend zone?”
As he had hoped, Fernanda broke into a gentle laugh, her tears momentarily forgotten.
“I’m being serious with my compliments,” Fernanda replied sincerely.
“Well, then, I should properly thank you for that,” Cristian responded, his tone warm. “Your kind words are quite flattering.”
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Fernanda smiled softly, clasped her hands, and closed her eyes to make a wish.
After a quiet moment, she opened her eyes and gently blew out the candle.
For a brief second, the room was plunged into darkness after the candle was extinguished. But Cristian quickly pressed a button, and one by one, the crystal lights illuminated the space.
The cake was delightful, its creamy texture smooth and melting on the tongue.
Its sweetness was subtle, offering a light and pleasant taste.
Even though Fernanda was quite full from dinner, she made an effort to eat a few bites. After all, Cristian had made the cake, and she…
She didn’t want his thoughtful effort to go to waste.
She carefully sliced a small piece, set it on a plate, and handed it to Cristian. “Aren’t you going to try it? Don’t you want to see how your masterpiece tastes?”
“I’m not much of a sweets person, but if you feed me, I might make an exception,” Cristian said, flashing a mischievous grin and opening his mouth.
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