25: LOVE FOR A WOMAN

LOVE FOR A WOMAN

PRESENTLY, Mr. Clint called his son.0

"Son, arranged a dinner with your mother, but please don't mention that I am going." The CEO grinned while Clifford snorted at his father's plan.

"Pfftt, are you planning a grand entrance, dad?" Clifford frowned.

"Will that be good?" he rolled his eyes because his father sounds like a teenager. Clifford rolled his eyes.

"Ugh! Oldies... alright, alright! I'll call mom." After their talk, he then dialed his mother's number.

"Yes son?"

"Mom, someone wants to have a dinner date with you tonight, dress beautifully and be lovely tonight, will you? I'll text you the details. Bye mom!"

Before his mother could respond, he hung up and sent a text message to her about the location and time. She shrugged, recognizing that it's only one of her son's antics.

...

Helen, Cliff's mother, arrived at the restaurant five minutes early. Even in her old age, she still looks glamorous and sophisticated, and fit. She wore knee level off-shoulder peach dress that flaunts her skin complexion. Matched it with a diamond necklace and nude pumps. Her light makeup emphasized her beauty all the more.

The staff welcomed her warmly and marveled at her beauty.

"Good evening, maam, we have prepared a candlelit dinner for you and your date tonight. This way, please." She blushed when she heard the word date. She feels young all of a sudden.

"Wow! This is lovely!" the waiter pulled a chair for her.

"Where's my date tonight? Isn't he here yet?"

"Mr. Briggs is on his way ma'am, he will be here in any minute. What would you like to drink ma'am?"

"Just a glass of wine, please, I'll wait for my date first." The waiter politely went back to his post.

"Excuse me, ma'am, your date has arrived." She smiled widely and looked in the direction the waiter showed her. Her smile deliberately froze when she saw her husband–former husband, to be exact. Still devastatingly handsome in his tuxedo, and until now, he never failed to make her heart beat faster.

"It's been a while, Helen..." the old man's eyes displayed an affection she longs for so many years.

"Clint..." the man took her hands and placed a gentle kiss on them.

"I Will not tarry anymore since I was decades late to take you back in my arms. I have been so lonely when you left me. My biggest regret was when I let pride took over me and allowed you to go, out of my reach. But I will not let go again this time, will you, Helen, give me another chance? No, let me rephrase it; will you give us, our love, a chance?" the old almost choked as his eyes were hot in tears, and it started to fall from his eyes.

The woman held her breath. It seems like she is in a dream. Everything happened so fast that she could only blink in response. Then suddenly the man, the love of her life, fell on his right knees.

"Will you marry me... again?" opening a black velvet box, showing an emerald engagement ring.

"Oh my gosh! What is happening? Am I in a dream?" her knees were shaking, that she involuntarily sat back on her seat.

"No. It isn't a dream. Everything is real. Just say yes, darling, because the only thing I'll do for the rest of my life is to only love you..." the man is now shedding his tears.

"...I've been a fool for letting you go. I lived in hell for the past years that we're not together and I was so lonely despite having everything. Because of shame and guilt, I did not look for you. Please forgive me. All these years I still love you. I love you even better now."

Helen was stunned, lost for words to utter. Tears fell from her eyes, too, that she had to cover her mouth, preventing her from letting out her sobbing.

"Just how many years did I waited for you to say those words to me? Twenty? Thirty years?"

She almost gave up on him and almost married another man again, but she couldn't because she hoped they would be together too someday. And now, her wish has come true.

"Yes, oh yes! I'll give you and our love a chance once again. Please don't hurt me again." She pleaded, still crying.

"I only promise that you will cry only because of joy..." he put the ring on her finger and kissed the woman passionately.

"Oh Clint, I love you more than ever..." they were serenaded by a professional violinist playing their favorite song.

Not far away from them, a pair of eyes stared lovingly at them. Instead of joining them, Clifford just went home and let the love birds enjoy their time together. He looked at the sky and sighed.

'Will I ever experience such love for a woman?' he thought to himself before opening his car and driving home.

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