Desmond made a one-week stay at the vacation house located at Elian. Sander couldn't hide his excitement as soon as he eyed the mansion.

"Wow! It is big! Bigger than our flat, Mama!" Sander exclaimed, raising both of his hands.

I smiled and nodded. "It is, sweetheart." I heaved out a sigh, feeling nostalgic somehow.

"I am certain you will love it here, son," Desmond said as he got down and helped Sander to get down, too. Sander giggled when his father raised him up before he turned to me to offer his hand. "My marchioness..."

I frowned at that other endearment he came up with from the past. "I...