My Husband Is a Million Years Old Vampire-Chapter 116

That was why she had made that decision.

But now, standing before Raymond and his family, the realization hit her like a wave crashing against the shore.

She should have come to him first.

She should have discussed it with him before making such a huge decision.

But she hadn’t.

Because anger had clouded her judgment.

And now, she had to face the consequences.

At that moment her fingers trembled slightly, her heart pounding as she forced herself to speak.

"I’m sorry," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I’m really, really sorry."

Raymond’s father, who had been watching her closely, finally spoke up, his voice calm yet firm.

"What is going on?" he asked, his gaze sharp, piercing.

"Hope nothing happened at work?"

His words sent a ripple of tension through the room.

Valentina felt her throat tighten, her chest constricting.

Before she could form a response, Raymond’s mother stepped forward, her expression gentle yet full of concern.

She reached out, placing a warm, reassuring hand on Valentina’s arm.

"If anything is wrong," she said softly, "just tell us."

Her voice was soothing, laced with that motherly reassurance that made Valentina’s walls nearly crumble.

"We’re family," she continued, her gaze searching Valentina’s eyes for answers.

"We’ll handle this together, amicably. You don’t have to deal with it alone."

Hearing what she just said Valentina stared at her, her chest tightening with emotions she couldn’t quite explain.

She wanted to believe her words, to believe that this was something they could all solve together.

But the fear of disappointing them still clung tightly to her heart.

She shouldn’t be afraid of saying it out loud.

Again Raymond’s mother gave her a knowing look, sensing the hesitation in Valentina’s body language.

"If you feel like you can’t say it here, don’t worry," she said, her voice calm and warm.

"Just come with me," she continued, tilting her head slightly, gesturing for Valentina to follow.

"You can tell me in private if that makes you more comfortable," she added, her tone gentle yet encouraging.

Again Valentina swallowed hard, her fingers clenching into a subtle fist at her side.

She appreciated the offer, but deep down, she knew she had to say it here.

She couldn’t keep running away from the consequences of her actions.

However Raymond’s father, who had been watching closely, let out a low sigh, his expression was unreadable.

Then, without warning, he cut through the tension with a sharp voice.

"No problem," he said, his tone carrying a weight of finality.

"If she won’t say it now, then it doesn’t matter anymore."

Immediately Valentina’s chest tightened at his words, but before she could react, he turned to Raymond’s mother.

"Let’s leave them alone," he said, his voice brimming with calmness.

He didn’t wait for a response.

With a flick of his wrist, he turned, heading toward the other side of the room.

Raymond’s mother hesitated for a brief moment before following, casting one last glance at Valentina, her eyes filled with expectation and patience.

Then Valentina Spoke, she told Them everything that had happened, how why she sacked both of them.

immediately she bow her head.

" I’m so sorry, I should have asked for your opinion first place forgive me."

Upon hearing what Valentina just said.

Benjamin couldn’t help but smiled.

"So this was what you wanted to say, and you were taking all the time in the world to say it.

However Valentina You did the right thing by sacking them, and mind you the company position doesn’t belong to me anymore.

I gave you that position because I fully trust your judgments I know you will do a good job so whatever Ever you want to do, you can do it Just know it is yours to manage now, you can sack anybody it is not our consign."

At that moment he paused before continuing.

" I want you to continuing doing your good work That you just started and get the company to a greater height that is what I have to say"

Immediately Valentina eyes widened, she couldn’t believe what she just heard.

She thought they would react the opposite way just like his father, but then he didn’t.

And just like that, they were gone—leaving her alone with Raymond.

Raymond’s father could sense that Valentina was still shocked, but he didn’t care.

To him, her presence meant nothing compared to the real opportunity at hand—getting closer to Raymond’s mother.

Without hesitation, he held her hand even tighter, his grip firm but natural, as if it was the most casual thing in the world.

Raymond’s mother glanced at him from the corner of her eye but said nothing, choosing instead to play along.

Meanwhile, Raymond finally turned to Valentina, his expression teasing but slightly serious.

"So, tell me," he said, leaning against the counter, his eyes fixed on her.

"That was exactly what you were going to say earlier that had me thinking you were in some kind of trouble?"

His words were light, but there was an underlying edge to his voice—a mixture of curiosity and concern.

Valentina laughed softly, shaking her head.

"Me? Almost giving you a heart attack?" she said, raising an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes.

"That’s impossible," she added with a smirk.

"If anything, it’s you who’s going to give someone a heart attack one day... especially me."

Raymond chuckled, stepping closer.

"That reminds me," Valentina continued, her tone shifting slightly, "How did you even settle the issue at the restaurant?"

Raymond sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Oh what, i know the owner of that restaurant," he admitted, his voice calm but matter-of-fact.

"I just gave him a call and told him exactly what was going on."

At that moment Valentina’s brows furrowed slightly, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

"And?" she prompted.

Raymond’s lips curled into a knowing smile.

"And let’s just say," he said, his voice smooth, "the manager owed me a favor. So I simply called in my debt."

Hearing what Raymond just said.

Valentina nodded slowly, a small, knowing smile playing at her lips.

"Oh, I thought as much."

Then, without hesitation, she turned to Raymond, her gaze warm, appreciative.

"Thank you for everything," she said, her voice gentle yet full of meaning.

"For always looking out for me, for always having my back, and for making sure nothing happens to me."

Her fingers lightly brushed against his, an unspoken connection passing between them.

"I’m really, really grateful."

Raymond chuckled softly, his grip on her hand tightening just slightly.

"There’s no need to thank me," he said, his voice low but firm.

"You’re my wife. Nothing and no one is going to get close enough to hurt you."

Valentina felt a warmth spread through her chest, but before she could respond, Raymond gently took her bag from her, slinging it over his shoulder with ease.

"You’ve had a long day at work," he noted, his tone teasing but laced with concern.

"I’m pretty sure you need a massage. And lucky for you..."

He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her ear.

"...I’m going to personally massage your whole body tonight."

upon hearing what Raymond just said.

Valentina’s eyes narrowed playfully, her lips pressing into a smirk.

She knew exactly where his thoughts were drifting.

"Just a massage?" she asked, her tone light but challenging, giving him a knowing look.

Immediately Raymond raised both hands in mock surrender, grinning.

"Just a massage," he repeated, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

"I swear, it’s not what you’re thinking."

Valentina let out a soft laugh, shaking her head.

"I hope so," she murmured, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.