Chapter 356
Daphne
I watch as Vivienne walks around in the hanfu, the silk fabric flowing around her like water.
She's so pretty,the way the light catches her hair, the way she moves, the way she keeps touching the embroidery like she can't believe it's real.
She turns her head, and for a moment, she looks like Yuxi.
The same angle. The same soft expression. The same way the light catches the curve of her jaw.
My breath catches.
But when she turns around completely, her stomach is unmistakable now,five I think months along, a round swell that the fabric drapes over beautifully. The illusion breaks.
Definitely not my film empress.
This is my omega. My wife. The woman carrying my child.
Which still feels absolutely ridiculous.
I walk toward her and take her hand.
"You're staring again," she says.
"Always."
She smiles, but it's nervous. "Do I look okay?"
"You look beautiful."
"The dress—"
