The familiar tune that was being played stirred Cheyenne’s memories. The people around waited in silence for Benson to finish playing the first song before speaking. Cheyenne didn’t hesitate to praise him, “Benson, your music is still as beautiful as ever. This song makes me feel nostalgic.”
“Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye,” he said, his back turned towards her and his eyes now able to see all the colors of the world. They glistened with tears.
“Yes,” she replied gently, filled with nostalgia herself. “It has been seven years since we last met. When we collaborated on this piece, you were just a little girl.”
Now she was a mother of two!
Kelvin stood beside them, feeling envious of Benson who had spent those wonderful youthful years by Cheyenne’s side while he missed out on being her husband.
But then he remembered that they were now married with two adorable children and no one could separate them.
Cierra saw her godfather for the first time in person and couldn’t take her eyes off him. Her cute little mouth formed a round shape as she stared at him.
Benson noticed the two children by Cheyenne’s side too. Even though they weren’t his own, seeing their resemblance to their mother made him smile warmly at them, especially Cierra who looked like a mini version of Cheyenne except rounder and more childlike.
He elegantly rose from his seat towards both kids, saying, “You must be Oliver.” The little boy nodded coolly but couldn’t hide his curiosity about his godfather whom he’d never met before.
The little boy nodded seemingly aloof, but deep down, he couldn’t resist the curiosity. His gaze assessed his godfather standing before him.
He had known since he could remember that he had two godfathers. He had met his godfather Omari before because he would fly from Onistead every year to visit him, bringing along a bunch of presents.
However, Oliver had never seen this godfather who lived in Jostrana. But similarly, he received gifts from him every year. Rumor had it that Oliver had prepared them even when he was still in his mother’s womb.
Cheyenne was not happy with her son’s attitude towards Benson, so she raised her hand and gave him a slap on the back of his head.
“Is this how your father taught you? No manners at all, call him godfather!”
“Cheyenne, don’t accuse me wrongly. I never taught Oliver to behave like that,” Kelvin said while pretending to be innocent but secretly pleased with himself.
As Benson saw the child being hit, he felt sorry for Oliver and tried to persuade Cheyenne. “Cheyenne, don’t be like this. The child is still young. Besides, Oliver has never met me before; it’s normal for children to be shy.”
Hearing this, Cheyenne bit her lip and snorted. “Although he hasn’t met you in person yet, he receives your gifts every year.”
Oliver did not expect his godfather would defend him too; a warm feeling grew inside his sensitive heart.
He secretly glanced at Benson’s handsome face and thought to himself. “This godfather seems nice too.”
After meeting Oliver, Benson walked towards Cierra; when he saw the little girl, he couldn’t help but want to hold her.
Opening his arms wide open, he said. “Does little Cierra know her godfather? You’re so cute! Let godfather hug you, okay?”
At that moment, Kelvin was holding Cierra in his arms; as a protective father, he didn’t even let others touch his daughter normally, let alone someone who used to be a love rival.
When Benson reached out for Cierra, Kelvin moved aside quickly to avoid those hands.
He smirked smugly and refused stubbornly. “Nope! Cierra doesn’t let anyone else hold her or she’ll cry.”
The next moment Kelvin got slapped by Cierra herself!
Cierra stretched out her hands towards Benson sweetly, saying in an adorable voice. “I want a hug. Godfather is handsome!”
Benson had prepared himself mentally for rejection from both kids since he was still a strangers to them after all, but unexpectedly Cierra asked him to hug her!
It made him happier than being told by doctors that he could leave hospital soon. His already beautiful face lit up with joy because of how cute Cierra was!
That was the side of Benson that Cheyenne had never seen before!
“Okay then, come here, my good girl,” he said while hugging Cierra tightly into his embrace, leaving Kelvin stunned watching them both together thinking about what Cierra just said.
“Godfather is handsome!”
Jealousy, discontent, frustration… all these emotions were condensed into one sour phrase. “Ungrateful girl!”
He had been so good to her, yet Cierra hadn’t even praised him for being a handsome biological father. Instead, she had praised Benson!
“What’s so great about him? He just recovered from a serious illness and is as thin as a pole and as pale as toilet paper.”
“Oliver, who do you think is more handsome between me and your godfather?”
Kelvin hoped that he could regain some dignity by receiving compliments from his son since he couldn’t get any praise from Cierra.
But Oliver’s answer made things worse for him. Without hesitation or thought, he blurted out “Godfather!”
Kelvin was speechless.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but laugh when she heard all of this. She approached Kelvin and lightly held onto his arm while whispering softly in his ear. “It doesn’t matter; you’re still the best in my mind.”
However, her words didn’t move Kelvin because Cheyenne said “the best” instead of “the most handsome.”
Seeing that he wasn’t satisfied yet, Cheyenne rolled her eyes at him. “If it really bothers you that much, then I’ll send you for plastic surgery.”
“No need!” He would never go!
Benson held Cierra in his arms while laughing with her about something she had said earlier. Their intimacy made Kelvin feel uneasy and regretful about coming to Jostrana to see him!