ANNIVERSARY NIGHT**
A year had passed since Clara’s life took an unexpected turn. Living with Don Baste had been a mix of emotions and lessons, revealing the complexities behind wealth and appearances. Despite his gruff demeanor, Clara had glimpsed moments of vulnerability in Don Baste. His eyes occasionally softened, and a warmth emerged that belied his hardened exterior. Yet, she remained unaware of the truth that lay beneath his facade.
On the night of their first anniversary, the mansion was adorned with flowers and lights, transforming it into a picturesque wonderland. Clara prepared a simple but heartfelt dinner, each dish crafted with care and affection. She wanted to express gratitude for the unexpected kindness and care she had discovered in him, despite the circumstances of their union.
As Clara set the table, Don Baste entered the room, his usual presence commanding attention. However, tonight, there was an unusual tension in the air. He seemed restless, glancing at Clara with an intensity she hadn’t seen before.
After dinner, they moved to the sitting room. Silence hung between them like a delicate thread, ready to snap. Don Baste cleared his throat, breaking the stillness.
“Clara, there’s something I need to show you,” he said, his voice unusually soft.
Curiosity piqued, Clara watched as Don Baste reached towards his face. Her heart raced as he began to peel away what seemed to be his skin. She gasped, stepping back in shock and disbelief.
Beneath the layers, a transformation occurred. Gone was the obese, rough-skinned man. In his place stood a strikingly handsome figure, tall and lean. His features were chiseled, his eyes a vibrant mix of determination and gentleness. The man before her bore no resemblance to the “Pig Billionaire” she had married.
