Chapter 3:
The next morning, Yuvan woke up in Sebastian's arms.
A faint blush crept across his cheeks as memories of the previous night surfaced in his mind.
Thinking Sebastian was still asleep, Yuvan carefully tried to slip out of his embrace.
"You're awake, wifey?" Sebastian's deep, husky voice came from behind him.
"G-Good morning," Yuvan replied softly.
"Hmm… good morning." Sebastian leaned closer, brushing a kiss against the tip of Yuvan's ear, which instantly turned red.
"We should get ready, darling."
"Why?" Yuvan asked, confusion evident in his voice.
"We're going to Australia," Sebastian said as he got out of bed.
"When are we leaving?"
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"We have to leave soon. It will take around sixteen to twenty-two hours to reach Australia."
"Twenty-two hours?!" Yuvan's eyes widened in shock.
Sebastian chuckled at his reaction.
"Don't worry, baby. You won't be uncomfortable—I promise," he said gently, taking Yuvan's hand in his.
"Come on, let's get ready."
Soon, they were ready by 6:30 a.m. and left for the airport.
After arriving, they stepped out of the cars. Yuvan looked around curiously as Sebastian held his hand and led him toward a different section.
"Where are we going? Is the boarding counter there?" Yuvan asked, puzzled.
"Wifey, we're not taking a regular airplane," Sebastian replied as they approached a separate area.
"Then how?"
Instead of answering, Sebastian simply smiled.
He led Yuvan to a private runway where a sleek black jet stood waiting.
Yuvan's eyes lit up at the sight.
"Are we going in that?" he asked excitedly.
Sebastian chuckled softly, amused by his excitement.
Lifting Yuvan's hand, he pressed a gentle kiss against it. "Yes."
A blush spread across Yuvan's face at the gesture.
The jet departed at 7 a.m.
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The flight landed in Australia at 11:30 p.m.
Cars were already waiting for them. They got in and soon began their journey toward the Sterling Mansion.
During the drive, Yuvan remained glued to the window, his eyes sparkling with wonder.
Every now and then, he would grab Sebastian's hand, asking questions about everything he saw.
Seeing him so excited brought a quiet happiness to Sebastian.
When they finally arrived, Yuvan stepped out of the car—and froze.
The mansion stood before him in breathtaking grandeur, leaving him utterly mesmerized.
"Wow… it's so big… and beautiful!" he exclaimed, grabbing Sebastian's arm and pulling him forward.
"Come on, babe! I want to see it!"
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In his excitement, Yuvan didn't realize what he had said.
But Sebastian heard him clearly. His face flushed red as he allowed himself to be dragged along by his wife.
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Robert stood at a distance, silently observing them.
His grandson—who rarely smiled, spoke little, and always carried an air of cold indifference—was now grinning like a lovestruck boy, his cheeks tinged with a soft blush.
A gentle smile appeared on Robert's face.
He felt a deep sense of gratitude that Yuvan had entered Sebastian's life.
And now, he found himself wishing that Yuvan would bring light into the lives of others as well—just as he had done for Sebastian.
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At the entrance, Sebastian and Yuvan came to a halt.
Yuvan's fingers tightened unconsciously around Sebastian's arm.
Sebastian senced his unease and looked down at him.
"Nervous?" Sebastian asked and Yuvan nodded.
"Don't worry everything will be alright" Sebastian reassure him
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