Forbiddenly Bound To You -
Chapter 146: Whispers of a True Love
Chapter 146: Whispers of a True Love
Lily and James stepped out of the hospital together, the late afternoon sun casting a gentle glow on the sidewalk. James held one of the printouts in his hand, his grip firm yet relaxed, while his other hand rested lightly on Lily’s lower back, guiding her as they made their way toward the waiting car.
The driver, a familiar and discreet man, straightened slightly as they approached, opening the door with a courteous nod. James leaned in to speak to him, his voice low and precise. The shopkeeper, seated in the front seat, turned briefly to glance at Lily before nodding in acknowledgment, understanding the unspoken instructions.
Lily met the man’s gaze briefly, her own soft smile appearing as she returned the gesture. Without a word, she followed James into the car, the door clicking shut behind her.
Once they were settled, the vehicle began to move, its hum blending into the quiet of the street. For a moment, there was nothing but the soft rustle of the air conditioning and the rhythmic sound of the tires against the road. Then, Lily leaned closer to James, her fingers lightly resting on his arm as her voice broke the silence.
"I wonder what we should name our baby," she said thoughtfully, her tone carrying both curiosity and warmth. Her lips curved into a faint smile as she added, "And I wonder if Mira is right or wrong—she said it’s a boy, but I said it’s a girl." She giggled, a soft, melodic sound that filled the quiet car. "I wonder what I’d name him or her."
James glanced down at her, his expression softening at the sight of her radiant smile. Her cheeks were tinged with a faint blush, a clear sign of her excitement and the dreams swirling in her mind about their future. His lips quirked into a teasing smile. "What if it’s twins?" he said, his tone light but playful.
Lily froze, her breath hitching as her wide eyes snapped to his face. "Twins?" she echoed, her voice laced with surprise. She blinked, her hands tightening slightly on his arm as the idea took root in her mind. "I hadn’t thought of that..."
James chuckled softly, watching as her expression shifted from shock to contemplation. She tilted her head, her golden hair catching the light as she murmured, "What if they were identical?"
He remained silent for a moment, letting her words settle between them. His gaze softened, a quiet depth of affection shimmering in his dark eyes. "That would be something special," he said eventually, his voice low and warm. "But whether it’s twins or not, boy or girl, it doesn’t matter to me. All that matters is that it’s our child."
Lily’s heart swelled at his words, and her lips curved into a gentle smile. She leaned against him, resting her head briefly on his shoulder. The moment was tender, filled with a quiet intimacy that wrapped around them like a comforting cocoon.
James turned his head slightly, pressing a soft kiss to her temple before pulling her closer into his arms. Lily’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, her heart fluttering at the quiet affection they shared.
From the front seat, the chauffeur cleared his throat softly, a subtle reminder of his presence. Though his gaze remained fixed ahead, the gesture carried a sense of respect, an unspoken promise to preserve their privacy.
Lily chuckled nervously, lowering her gaze as her blush deepened. James noticed, and a playful grin spread across his face. He reached out, giving her cheek a gentle pinch. "Still shy after all this time?" he teased, his voice a low murmur that sent a shiver down her spine.
Her laughter bubbled up, soft and genuine, easing the moment’s tension. The driver, sensing the lighthearted exchange, shifted slightly in his seat, though he said nothing more.
The car slowed to a halt in front of a grocery store, the late afternoon light painting the storefront in warm golden hues. James turned to Lily, his expression thoughtful. "Would you like to come in with me?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.
Lily’s eyes sparkled, and she nodded without hesitation. "Of course. I wouldn’t miss it."
James exited the car first, moving around to her side with practiced ease. He opened the door and extended his hand to her, his grip steady and reassuring as she stepped out.
Together, they walked toward the store, their pace unhurried. The air carried a slight chill, but the warmth of the sunlight balanced it perfectly. James pulled a small piece of paper from his pocket—a neatly folded shopping list. He glanced at it briefly before tucking it back away, his focus shifting to Lily as they stepped inside.
The store was bustling with the quiet hum of activity. Shoppers moved through the aisles, carts rattling softly against the tiled floor. As James and Lily strolled side by side, her attention flitted between the shelves and the subtle glances from strangers.
"They’re so lovely together," a woman murmured nearby, her tone filled with admiration.
"Look at them. He’s so attentive, and she’s glowing," another voice added, quieter but no less sincere.
Lily’s cheeks flushed as the whispered compliments reached her ears. She cast a glance at James, who seemed blissfully unaware, his focus fixed on selecting fresh produce from a nearby stand. Her heart swelled with pride, the warmth of their love mirrored in the admiration of others.
Sliding her hand into his, she leaned slightly closer, her voice soft. "I’m so proud of you, honey," she said, her words brimming with emotion.
James turned his head, his eyes meeting hers with a gentle intensity. His lips curved into a slow smile. "And I’m proud of you," he replied, squeezing her hand lightly in response.
Lily’s blush deepened, and she turned her attention back to the shelves, carefully picking out a fresh bunch of vegetables and placing them in their basket. Around them, the store seemed to fade into the background, the world narrowing to just the two of them as they moved in quiet harmony.
Her gaze wandered as they continued through the aisles, landing on a couple a few steps away. She noticed how the woman’s expression shifted, her eyes flickering with envy as she glanced at James and then at her own partner.
"Only if you could be like him," the woman murmured, her tone quiet but pointed.
Lily’s smile faltered slightly. While it warmed her heart to see James admired, the thought of comparisons unsettled her. She tightened her grip on his hand, a silent reassurance to herself that their bond was unshakable, untouched by fleeting judgments or outside opinions.
As they reached the end of the aisle, an elderly woman approached them, her face lined with wrinkles that carried the weight of years. Despite her age, her eyes sparkled with warmth and a hint of nostalgia.
"Young love," the woman said softly, her voice steady and kind.
Lily returned her smile, her chest tightening with emotion. There was something in the woman’s gaze, a quiet understanding that seemed to peer straight into her heart.
The woman turned to James, her expression growing serious. "Treat her well, okay? Treat her very well. Make her happy always. Don’t ever bring sadness to her face."
Her words were simple, but the sincerity behind them struck a chord in Lily. A wave of warmth surged through her, mingling with a quiet gratitude for the life she shared with James.
James nodded respectfully, his voice gentle as he asked, "Are you a grandma?"
The old woman chuckled, her face lighting up with delight. "Yes, I am," she said, a touch of pride in her tone.
Lily smiled at her, her voice earnest. "Thank you, grandma."
The woman gave a knowing nod, her gaze lingering on them for a moment longer before she turned and walked away.
Lily stood still, her heart swelling with emotion. Of all the kind words and compliments they had received that day, the old woman’s simple blessing touched her the most.
James turned to her, his dark eyes gleaming with a playful light. His lips curled into a slow, deliberate smile. "Ready to go?" he asked, his tone teasing yet warm.
Lily blushed, her cheeks heating as she nodded. "Yes, let’s go check out," she said softly.
As they walked toward the checkout counter, hand in hand, Lily couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude. The golden glow of the setting sun streamed through the store’s glass doors, casting a warm light over them.
For a moment, everything else faded—the whispers of strangers, the bustling noise of the store, and even the weight of time itself. All that remained was the quiet strength of their love and the unspoken promise of the future they were building together. It wasn’t just a shopping trip; it was a memory they would carry forever.
James turned to Lily, who looked up at him with a soft smile. He returned the gesture, their gazes locking for a brief moment before Lily shyly shifted her eyes away. To anyone watching, it would have been impossible to tell that Lily had been the one to pursue him first. She had fallen for him, but James had fallen for her even harder.
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