Nathan courted Emily. At first, she refused.
“Sir, you’re from the sky and I’m from the ground. And besides… I have many responsibilities,” she said, head bowed.
But Nathan persisted, showing her he was ready to accept everything. In the end, they became a couple.
It became a huge scandal. Nathan’s mother, Mrs. Margaret Carter, exploded.
“Nathan! Have you lost your mind?! She’s a maid—and she has three children by different men?! Are you turning our mansion into an orphanage?!” she shouted.
His friends mocked him. “Bro, instant dad to three! Good luck with the expenses!”
But Nathan stood by Emily. They married in a simple ceremony. At the altar, Emily cried.
“Sir… Nathan… are you sure? You might regret this.”
“I will never regret it, Emily. I love you and your children,” Nathan replied.
Then came the wedding night—their honeymoon.
They were in the master bedroom. Quiet. Emily was nervous. Nathan gently approached his wife. He was ready to accept everything about her—the scars of yesterday, the stretch marks of pregnancy, every sign of motherhood. To him, those were symbols of sacrifice.
“Emily, don’t be shy. I’m your husband now,” Nathan said tenderly as he touched her shoulder.