Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 543

Chapter 543: A family_Part 2

Rohan gave a curt nod without saying anything, and Angel said, "I didn’t like him so much before, but when he came that time to remove bullets from your back, I saw a different side to him. I guess Grandfather has decided to be good." Angel said with a shrug and then looked back at the ball thing. "Let’s put it in and give Mama back her memories. It will be real good to have her wake up remembering everything."

And so Rohan carefully let the light go, and like water seeping and soaking into the earth, it absorbed into her and disappeared. Belle’s brows drew together as if in discomfort, but she soon relaxed and turned onto her side, her head resting comfortably on her husband’s thigh.

"Did it work?" Angel asked, uncertain.

Rohan, still touching his hand against her hair and face, answered quietly, "We will only know when she wakes up. Let her sleep some more."

Rohan didn’t wake her, nor did he allow her sleep to be disturbed by the workers, as he told his son to close the door and the unfinished glass windows. They all sat around her, waiting for her to wake up. When it was getting well into the afternoon and she still wasn’t waking up, Rohan told his son he could go back to the cottage with Roseline and feed.

Angel was reluctant to leave, but his sister was hungry and so was he, hence he got up and carried her away, saying he would be back once they had fed.

She slept on until the sun began to set behind the horizon, the orange hue of the sunset flowing in through the glass windows to bathe the half-painted room in color and wash Belle’s hair in a more profound golden shade. She was beautiful, sleeping there with glimmering hair like melted gold, with long lashes casting shadows over flushed ivory cheeks. He knew it the moment she began to stir from her long hours of sleep.

Her lashes twitched along with her brows, and she sighed softly as her eyes started to open. Hazel eyes slowly revealed themselves, blinking as if to clear the haziness of sleep from them. Then she stared at him unblinkingly for a long moment, moments that were only seconds, yet felt like an eternity.

"Hello, my sleeping beauty," Rohan whispered in a low, husky voice that sounded like he himself had just woken up from sleep, when he hadn’t slept a wink and had only studied her for the long hours she had been resting on his lap.

His voice seemed to break her out of her reverie as she blinked, and slowly a smile began to grace her face. She smiled, but her eyes welled with tears.

"Hello... my handsome Prince Charming," she replied to his teasing, and the look in those hazel eyes of hers answered what his heart was questioning. Did she remember? The answer was there in those expressive eyes that shone and glimmered with love. There was a certain way she used to look at him before she forgot everything. The look in her eyes without memories was different from the look she had when she was still herself, and that look was back at this very moment.

"Welcome back, my heart." Saying that, Rohan lifted her upper body and crushed her into a bear hug, burying his nose in the crook of her neck. Her arms immediately went around him, holding him just as tightly as he held her.

"How did you know I remember?" she asked, her voice muffled against his shoulder.

He smiled against her neck. "I saw it in your eyes and felt it in your heart. They never lied."

Belle remembered almost everything from her life before she lost her memories. She remembered even the life she had lived in Aragonia before she married Rohan, how she had fallen in love with him, how they had conceived their son, how she had almost lost him to Nightbrook’s hunting game, and flashes of her crossing over to the other world. Though those memories of the land of the dead were not as clear as her life, she still held snippets of them, and she tightened her arms around Rohan.

"I love you," she whispered into his ear.

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