Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband-Chapter 133: A Mother’s First Step

Delphinia stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom, adjusting her blouse for what felt like the hundredth time. She smoothed the fabric over her waist, then tugged at the hem of her skirt, ensuring it sat perfectly against her legs. Her hands moved up to her hair, brushing through the soft waves before picking up her comb again to neaten a stray strand. She had never felt so particular about her appearance before, but today was important.

Behind her, Evander sat on the edge of the bed, arms crossed as he watched her with a knowing expression. "Delphinia, you look fine," he said in that deep, unwavering voice of his.

She turned to face him, chewing on her lower lip. "You sure?" She glanced back at her reflection again. "I just... I want everything to be perfect."

Evander’s lips curled slightly in amusement, but his eyes held a rare softness. "It will be." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Delphinia exhaled, still feeling her nerves bubbling inside her. "I’ve never been to a parent-teacher meeting before. What if I mess up? What if they ask me something and I don’t know how to answer?" She played with the hem of her blouse, her mind racing with a dozen anxious thoughts.

Evander stood up, stepping closer to her. "There’s nothing to mess up. You just listen to Ashton’s evaluation and nod in the right places. That’s it."

"Really? That’s all?" she asked, brows drawing together in doubt.

"Yeah," Evander confirmed, his voice laced with certainty. "It’s honestly boring. If it weren’t for Ashton, I wouldn’t even attend."

Delphinia took a deep breath, still not completely convinced, but before she could say anything else, Evander reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. His touch was gentle, sending a strange warmth through her. "You’ll do great," he murmured. "And in case you didn’t hear me the first time, you look dashing."

Before she could react, he leaned in, pressing his lips against hers in a slow, lingering kiss. Delphinia felt her nerves melt away, replaced by something entirely different—something soft, thrilling, and unfamiliar. When they pulled apart, Evander smirked. "That was a good luck kiss."

Delphinia blinked, still dazed, before realization struck. "Oh no—" She reached up, touching his lips, then gasped. "All my lipstick is on you!" She hurriedly grabbed a tissue and began wiping at the smudges, her cheeks warming as Evander chuckled.

"Good thing I don’t have any meetings right now," he mused, letting her fuss over him.

She huffed. "This is serious, Evander."

"I know," he replied, voice teasing. "That’s why I kissed you."

Delphinia blinked, momentarily thrown off by Evander’s words. That was hardly an answer, but before she could press him further, he smirked and brushed his lips against her forehead.

**

The drive to Ashton’s school felt longer than usual. Delphinia had picked up Ashton on multiple occasions, but she had never stepped inside the school’s premises before. Now, as she walked hand in hand with Ashton through the grand entrance, she couldn’t help but be taken aback.

The school was beyond luxurious, exuding elegance at every turn. The floors were polished to a mirror shine, the walls adorned with framed awards and portraits of alumni who had gone on to achieve remarkable things. Large windows let in streams of natural light, giving the place a pristine, almost surreal quality. The students passing by wore immaculate clothes, their shoes spotless, their postures straight. Everything screamed excellence.

"Wow," she murmured under her breath.

Ashton, walking beside her, glanced up. "Delphinia, are you okay?"

She smiled down at him. "Yeah, just taking it all in."

As they continued walking, Delphinia couldn’t help but marvel at the sheer grandeur of the school. Compared to this, her old boarding school felt like a modest countryside retreat. Sure, it had been strict and well-maintained, but nothing on this level—this was a world of prestige, of limitless opportunities laid out on a silver platter.

She exhaled softly, glancing down at Ashton, who walked beside her with a familiar ease, as if this environment was second nature to him. And maybe it was. This was his everyday life, after all.

A small smile tugged at her lips. Ashton was getting the best education, in the best school. Whatever path he chose in the future, she had no doubt he’d have every resource and support he needed to reach his fullest potential.

They reached Ashton’s classroom, where his homeroom teacher greeted them with a polite nod before gesturing to the seating area. Delphinia took a seat beside another parent—a woman who looked to be in her late thirties, perhaps early forties. Her dark brown hair was tied in an elegant updo, and she wore a tailored blazer that screamed sophistication. She turned to Delphinia with a polite but curious smile. "I don’t believe I’ve seen you before."

Delphinia straightened in her seat, offering a friendly nod. "Yes, my husband usually attends these meetings."

The woman’s gaze flickered with interest. "And your child is?"

"Ashton," Delphinia answered, a small smile touching her lips as she said his name.

The woman’s expression remained unreadable, but Delphinia could feel her assessing gaze sweeping over her. "Ah. The Walton family."

Delphinia nodded, though she wasn’t sure how to interpret the woman’s tone. She turned her focus back to the front of the room, but then the woman’s voice came again, slightly lower this time.

"You look very young."

The warmth Delphinia had felt earlier drained away instantly. Her fingers twitched on her lap, her posture stiffening. She turned her head slightly, meeting the woman’s gaze head-on. There was no malice in her words, but there was something underlying—curiosity, perhaps? Skepticism?

Delphinia’s mind reeled with a thousand different responses. Should she clarify? Should she ignore it? But in the end, she simply offered a small, polite smile and turned away, keeping her expression composed.

The meeting had yet to start, but Delphinia already had a sinking feeling that today was going to be much harder than she expected.