The husband wanted to catch his wife with her lover. He burst into the room, but found no rival in bed at all…
Until the age of forty, Viorel had made a name for himself as a successful businessman, calm and self-assured. He made no distinctions between wealthy people and simple workers, had never betrayed his partners, and stayed away from any kind of deceit. People had complete trust in him. Just the name Viorel was a guarantee that things were going well.
And, with all his millions and gentle nature, he was considered a coveted bachelor. He had inherited his first money from his elderly father, who had taught him everything he knew, leaving him solid principles, refined tastes, and impeccable manners. Viorel felt his absence every day.
His father had been the only one to raise him. He had no one else. The old man had passed away many years ago.
Viorel led a good life, indulging in any whim, any idea he wanted to put into practice. His fame preceded him and opened doors. He had a multi-story mansion, a beautiful garden and pool, several apartments in Bucharest, and various cars. He had plenty of friends, and on top of that, they were loyal people. Only his personal life was a disaster.
He had been married once, but after a few years, they ended up in a nasty divorce. It had come to light that his wife was cheating on him; she was somewhat lacking in fidelity, and when an admirer insisted too much, she couldn’t resist. They had met about fifteen years ago at a local beauty contest. There were many girls there dreaming of marrying a wealthy man. And that’s where she caught Viorel.
Who knows how many men she had during their marriage? She had never been an exemplary housewife – she spent money on all sorts of trifles, expensive clothes, and maintaining her own image.
The divorce drove Viorel crazy, tarnished his reputation, and she demanded a huge sum to disappear from his life for good. He gave in because he had neither the patience nor the disposition to tolerate her anymore.
After her betrayal, a deep void remained in Viorel’s soul. He no longer hoped to find true love, someone with whom to build a sincere relationship based on respect and mutual care. He had had many women in his life, but none resembled his idea of a devoted wife and a good mother. Nevertheless, he dreamed of having an heir, a child to whom he could leave all his wealth and whom he could love with all his heart.
One evening, while returning from the office, he was driving peacefully when, unexpectedly, a woman jumped in front of his car and picked up a small kitten from the asphalt. Viorel braked suddenly and swerved the wheel to avoid hitting anyone. He hadn’t even seen the kitten, so initially, he didn’t stop.
— Have you lost your mind?! What are you doing in front of the car?! — he exclaimed, his voice trembling with fear.
The girl was lying on her side, holding the kitten tightly to her chest.
— I’m sorry, — she said through tears. — There was a kitten in the road, and I was afraid you would run it over. I didn’t stop to think; I just jumped.
— Are you okay? Did you get hurt? — he immediately got out of the car and approached her.
She was small and fragile, but she didn’t seem like a child. About ten years younger than him. Her eyes were red and scared, her voice trembling.
— Come on, get in, I’ll take you home, before you jump in front of someone else. We all had luck. It could have been much worse.
She accepted, and they set off together. On the way, they began to talk. The girl’s name was Alina, she worked at a flower shop, loved nature, and decorated interiors. She was warm, delicate, and, judging by how she treated the kitten, clearly had a big heart.
After that unexpected incident, Viorel and Alina began to meet more often. At first, they talked a lot about trivial things – flowers, books, music – but soon their discussions became deeper. Viorel rediscovered the joy of laughing sincerely, dreaming, and making simple, human plans.
Alina, for her part, saw in Viorel not just a wealthy man, but a warm soul who knew how to be attentive and generous. She quickly understood how much he had been hurt in the past and did everything she could to heal him. Together, they even adopted the rescued kitten, which became a symbol of their new life.
After a year, Viorel proposed to her in a garden full of roses, surrounded by discreet lights. Alina accepted with tears of joy. The wedding was intimate, just with close friends, and shortly after, they received the news that they would have a child.
For Viorel, this was the long-awaited miracle: he had beside him a woman who truly loved him and a son to whom he could leave not just his wealth, but especially his heart full of love. Every morning, when he saw his wife smiling at him and his child running through the yard, he knew he had finally found his home.
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