Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband-Chapter 215: Adorned in Diamonds

A week had passed, and the day had finally arrived—Kai and Adalaine’s wedding.

The air inside the grand Walton mansion was thick with quiet anticipation. In their bedroom, Delphinia sat at her vanity, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of an open jewelry box. Inside lay a breathtaking diamond necklace, shimmering under the soft glow of the lights. Elaine had given it to her just a few days ago, insisting that it belonged to her now. But as much as she admired its beauty, a heavy sense of hesitation settled over her.

She shook her head, mumbling under her breath, "No, no. I definitely can’t wear this. It’s too much."

Just then, a deep voice cut through her thoughts.

"Just so you know, that necklace isn’t going to magically fasten itself around your neck, no matter how long you stare at it."

Delphinia turned to find Evander leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, an amused smirk playing on his lips. He looked effortlessly handsome in his fitted black suit, his tie slightly loosened as if he had barely put in any effort and still managed to look perfect.

He pushed off the frame and strode toward her, his sharp gaze flickering to the necklace before meeting her eyes. "Do you want me to put it on for you?"

Delphinia quickly shook her head, snapping the jewelry box shut and sliding it further away from the vanity’s edge. "I’m afraid I’ll ruin it if I wear it. It’s too expensive. Too priceless. I don’t think I can wear it."

Evander exhaled, his smirk softening into something more tender. "My mother gave it to you so you could wear it, not to sit here looking terrified like it’s cursed." He arched an eyebrow. "And even if something were to happen to it, then so be it. It’s just a necklace."

Delphinia gasped, playfully hitting his shoulder. "So easy for you to say! Do you know how valuable this is?"

Evander chuckled, catching her wrist before she could hit him again. "Sit," he ordered gently, guiding her back into the vanity chair before she could protest.

She huffed but complied, watching as he retrieved the jewelry box. He took out the necklace with ease, his long fingers handling it with the kind of care that made her breath hitch. Moving behind her, he draped the diamonds around her neck, his touch featherlight as he secured the clasp.

"Look how beautiful my wife is," he murmured, his deep voice brushing against her ear like silk.

Delphinia’s eyes met her reflection. The necklace sparkled like a river of stars around her throat, complementing her delicate features. She swallowed, the weight of it feeling more than just physical—it carried history, sentiment, tradition.

Evander placed his hands on her shoulders, giving them a reassuring squeeze. "This belonged to my grandmother from my father’s side. She passed it down to my mother, and now my mother has given it to you. It seems like a tradition."

Delphinia’s fingers trembled as she reached up, gently touching the cool gems. Her expression wavered between awe and anxiety. "That... That just makes it even more precious," she admitted, her voice small. "What if I break it? What if I—"

"Delphinia." Evander caught her hand, bringing it to his lips. He pressed a lingering kiss against her knuckles, his eyes locking onto hers in the mirror. "My mother would be disappointed if you refused to wear it. She chose to give it to you. That means it’s yours."

Delphinia let out a quiet breath, her fingers still hovering over the cool, glistening gems. Evander’s words echoed in her mind, sinking in deeper than she wanted to admit. He was right, of course. Elaine had given it to her—willingly. It wasn’t just some random piece of jewelry. It was a gift, a deliberate choice.

And the last thing she wanted was for Elaine to think she didn’t appreciate it.

She hated how easily Evander could shift her resolve. One look, one sentence from him, and suddenly, all her hesitations felt ridiculous. Just moments ago, she had been ready to refuse, too caught up in worrying about what-ifs. But now, she felt the weight of the necklace in a different way—not as a burden, but as something meaningful.

Her lips pressed together as she glanced at him through the mirror. He was still watching her, his grip on her hand steady and reassuring. His expression held no amusement, no teasing. Just quiet certainty, as if there was never a doubt in his mind that she deserved this.

She hesitated before sighing in surrender. "Fine. But I’m returning it to Elaine once the wedding is over."

Evander didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he leaned down, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply as if grounding himself in her presence. The warmth of his breath sent a shiver down her spine.

"What’s gotten into you?" she asked, fingers instinctively threading through his dark hair.

Evander exhaled, his lips barely brushing against her skin as he whispered, "How did I get so lucky?"

Delphinia’s heart stuttered.

Evander tightened his hold around her, his grip possessive yet gentle, as if she might slip away if he let go. Delphinia could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest against her back, his warmth wrapping around her like a shield from everything outside this moment.

"I’m grateful," he murmured, his voice low, steady, but filled with something deeper—something unshakable. "That I followed my instincts that day. That I didn’t let anything, or anyone, convince me otherwise."

Delphinia swallowed, her fingers still tangled in his hair. She knew exactly what he meant. If he had hesitated, if he had chosen a different path, if even one decision had changed, they wouldn’t be here like this.

"I can’t imagine my life with anyone else," he admitted, his lips grazing her shoulder. "I don’t want to."

Her chest tightened.

She turned slightly in his arms, enough to see the sincerity in his eyes.

"You’re not the only one," she whispered, searching his gaze. "I—" She hesitated, but only for a second before letting the truth fall from her lips. "I can’t imagine my life without you either."

Slowly, he lifted his head, his dark eyes filled with an emotion so deep, so unguarded, that she found herself lost in it. Before she could say anything, he tilted her chin up and kissed her—deeply.