Elizalde's POV
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I couldn't take my eyes away from my wife. Her dress tonight is too much. It's too sexy, showing too much of her skin.
As a result, she was the center of attention, catching the gaze of every male in the room.
Although my instinct urged me to shield her from their stares, I refrained from doing so, as I was aware of her dislike towards my protective tendencies.
"You look so beautiful, darling Lizzie."
As my mother arrived, warm greetings and embraces were shared. My dad gave me a quick hug and a reassuring pat while I greeted my mother with a tender kiss on her cheeks.
"I must say, Mom, you look elegant and stunning," I complimented her, and she let out a soft chuckle.
"Did you hear that, Lizzie? My son may seem sweet, but don't be fooled," joked Mom as they both
