The Double Life of My Pregnant Ex-Wife (Carmen and Marco) novel Chapter 95

The next morning, Carmen and Marco strolled along the beach, their bare feet sinking into the cool sand. The ocean stretched endlessly before them, its gentle waves creating a soothing rhythm. Carmen paused to collect a small, smooth shell, turning it over in her hands with a smile.

“It’s been so long since I’ve done this,” she said.

Marco grinned. “Beachcombing?”

“Taking time to just… be,” Carmen replied, glancing up at him.

Marco took her hand, his expression turning serious. “Then let’s make it count.”

They continued walking until they reached a rocky outcrop. Marco guided her to a flat section overlooking the sea, where the view was nothing short of breathtaking.

As they sat down together, Marco reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box.

“Marco?” Carmen asked, her brow furrowing in curiosity.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while,” Marco began, opening the box to reveal a simple but elegant diamond ring. “Our first wedding—it was beautiful, but it wasn’t what it could’ve been. There was too much chaos, too many distractions. I want to give you the moment you deserve, Carmen. I want us to renew our vows.”

Carmen’s breath caught as she stared at the ring, her heart swelling with emotion. “Marco, you didn’t have to—”

“I did,” he interrupted gently, taking her hand. “Because I want a fresh start with you. A promise, just for us, with no one else and nothing to interrupt it. What do you say?”

Tears glistened in her eyes as she nodded. “Yes. Of course, yes.”

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The next few days were a flurry of quiet preparation. Marco worked closely with the island staff, arranging every detail of the ceremony while keeping Carmen’s preferences in mind.

“You’ve thought of everything,” Carmen said one afternoon, watching as Marco discussed the flower arrangements with a staff member.

“I’m not taking any chances,” Marco replied, turning to her with a grin. “You deserve perfection.”

Together, they wrote their vows, taking moments of quiet reflection to put their feelings into words.

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They exchanged rings, slipping them onto each other’s fingers with trembling hands.

“You may now kiss the bride,” the officiant said with a smile.

Marco didn’t hesitate, pulling Carmen close and kissing her deeply. Applause broke out from the staff watching at a respectful distance, but all Marco and Carmen could hear was the sound of the waves and their own hearts.

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As the sun set fully, painting the world in deep blues and purples, Marco and Carmen sat together on the sand, still in their wedding attire.

“We did it,” Carmen said, her head resting on Marco’s shoulder.

“We did,” Marco agreed, wrapping his arm around her. “And I’d do it all over again.”

Carmen smiled, tilting her face up to kiss him softly. “So would I.”

The ocean stretched before them, vast and endless, a perfect symbol of their love—boundless, enduring, and full of promise.