Roman and Julienne's heart desire

Chapter 198: The suprise, wishes and Love

Before she could say anything else,

the cinema screen suddenly turned blank white.

The soft background music cut off abruptly, leaving behind a hollow silence that seemed to press against the walls.

The faint hum of the air conditioner became suddenly noticeable, and the rustling of popcorn bags stilled as if the entire room had been gently commanded to freeze.

A quiet hush fell over the theater.

"My gorgeous wife."

The deep, familiar voice echoed through the speakers rich, smooth, unmistakable.

Julie’s eyes bulged instantly.

Her breath caught sharply in her throat, her chest tightening as if the air had been pulled right out of her lungs. Her fingers, which had been resting lightly on her lap, curled inward unconsciously.

Every nerve in her body seemed to awaken at once.

That voice.

She knew that voice.

Slowly, almost as if afraid the moment would disappear if she moved too quickly, her gaze lifted fully to the screen.

A figure began to form against the white.

Julie’s heart skipped.

Then

Roman.

Her Roman.

The image sharpened, revealing him standing tall and composed, dressed neatly, his presence filling the entire screen as if it could barely contain him.

His dark hair was perfectly styled, his features calm yet powerful but it was his eyes that held her captive.

They were soft.

Warm.

Filled with something that made her chest ache.

He was looking straight ahead—no, not just ahead.

At her.

Julie felt it.

Even with the distance, even through a screen, it felt as though his gaze had found her in the crowd, as if there were no one else in the room.

Her lips parted slightly, trembling.

Her husband.

Her love.

Her everything.

Roman’s lips curved into a gentle smile the kind that always made her feel safe, the kind that melted away her worries without effort.

"Happy Valentine’s Day, baby," he said.

The moment the words left his lips, a wave of sound rippled through the theater.

"Awwwwnnnn!"

Several ladies gasped and cooed at once, their voices blending into a chorus of admiration and delight.

Some leaned toward each other, whispering excitedly, while others simply stared at the screen in open awe.

But Julie didn’t hear any of it.

Her world had narrowed down to just him.

Her vision blurred slightly as tears welled up in her eyes, spilling over before she could stop them.

Warm trails slid down her cheeks, catching faint glimmers of light as they fell.Her lips stretched into a soft, trembling smile.

She didn’t bother wiping the tears.

She didn’t want to miss even a second.

"My baby... my apology," Roman continued, his voice lowering, becoming even more intimate. "I know I should be there with you, and I really wish I was..."

His eyes softened further, a flicker of regret passing through them.

"But this is what happened. I’m caught in between this... I believe you know."

Julie shook her head lightly, her smile widening despite the tears.

Of course she knew.

Of course she understood.

Her heart ached not from sadness, but from how much she missed him, how deeply she felt his absence even in a moment like this.

And yet—

At the same time—

It was full.

Overflowing.

Her eyes remained locked on him, shining with emotion, her expression open and unguarded.

She didn’t need words.

Everything she felt was already written across her face.

It obviously tears of joy.

The words didn’t need to be spoken aloud anyone who looked at Julie could see it clearly.

Her tears shimmered under the dim theater lights, sliding gently down her cheeks, but her lips were curved into a radiant, trembling smile.

Her entire face glowed with warmth, with love so deep it softened every feature she had.

"He is so handsome," one of the audience members whispered, her voice filled with admiration as she stared at the screen without blinking.

"Yeah... he is like—like—oh my... I don’t even know what to say," another girl added, fanning herself lightly as if Roman’s presence alone had stolen the air from her lungs.

"She is so lucky," a third voice murmured, eyes wide with amazement, her gaze flickering between the screen and Julie as if trying to understand how someone could be so deeply loved.

The murmurs spread like a soft ripple across the theater, but Julie remained untouched by it all.

Her entire world still revolved around the man on that screen."I won’t let you miss me more," Roman continued, his voice steady yet gentle, carrying through the quiet room like a promise.

"I will soon come back to your arms."

Julie’s breath hitched again.Before she could even respond with her expression, a knock sounded from behind Roman.

The sound was sharp yet controlled, echoing faintly in the room he stood in.

"Come in," Roman said calmly, his tone shifting slightly into something more authoritative, yet still smooth.

The door behind him opened.

A man dressed in a crisp black suit stepped inside.

His posture was straight, his presence disciplined and respectful. "Boss, the car is ready," he said, his voice firm but controlled.

Roman gave a small nod. "Hmm."

The man didn’t linger. He turned and walked out, closing the door quietly behind him, the soft click barely audible.

Then Roman turned back.

And just like that—

The warmth returned.

His gaze found Julie again, instantly softening, as if nothing else in the world mattered the moment he saw her.

At that same moment, Julie realized she was no longer sitting.

She was standing.

Somehow, without even noticing when or how she moved, her body had carried her forward.

The distance between her and the screen had shortened, her feet guiding her closer like she was drawn by an invisible thread.

Her eyes locked onto his.

Roman watched her intensely, his expression filled with quiet affection, his lips curving again into that familiar, heart-stealing smile.

Julie returned it—soft, shy, but full of emotion.As she stepped even closer, Roman tilted his head slightly downward, as if meeting her halfway despite the barrier between them.

Julie’s heart pounded.

She rose slowly onto her toes.

The world around her faded.

The whispers, the people, the theater everything disappeared.There was only him.And without hesitation, she leaned forward and pressed her lips gently against the screen right where his forehead was.

A soft gasp echoed somewhere behind her.

"Happy Valentine’s Day, workaholic baby," she whispered, her voice tender, filled with affection.

She pulled back slightly, her fingers hovering near the screen as if she wanted to reach through it.

"I love you," she said.

For a brief second, silence followed.

Then Roman burst into soft laughter.

The sound was warm, genuine, filled with happiness. His eyes crinkled slightly at the corners, and his smile widened in a way that made Julie’s heart flutter all over again.

"I love you too, baby," he replied. "Take care of yourself for me."Julie nodded immediately, her smile deepening.

She didn’t trust her voice.

Not when her heart felt this full.

So she just looked at him.

And in that gaze everything was said.

And without saying anything, they kept gazing into each other’s eyes.

Time seemed to slow, stretching gently in that quiet moment.

The faint glow from the cinema screen cast a soft light over Julie’s face, highlighting the tears still clinging to her lashes.

Her breathing was steady now, but her chest still rose and fell with lingering emotion.

On the screen, Roman looked just as still—just as focused—as though nothing else in his world mattered except her.

"Go... they’re waiting," Julie finally said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She tilted her head slightly to the side, a small, understanding smile forming on her lips despite the ache in her chest.

"I will miss you," Roman said, his voice low, sincere, carrying a quiet weight that made Julie’s heart tighten.

Julie let out a light, breathy chuckle, her eyes soft. "I will miss you too."

There was a pause—one of those moments that felt too short and yet too long at the same time.

"Bye," Julie said gently.

Roman nodded once, his gaze never leaving hers. "Bye, love."

And just like that,The screen went blank.

The light faded, leaving behind a dim, quiet space that suddenly felt emptier than before.

The soft glow that had illuminated Julie’s face disappeared, and with it, the comforting presence she had just been holding onto.

Julie’s eyes lingered on the now-empty screen.Her smile slowly softened.

Her lashes lowered slightly, and a quiet sigh escaped her lips as the feeling settled in again the sudden, aching absence of him.

She missed him already.

The warmth of the moment still lingered in her chest, but it was now mixed with a gentle longing that made her hold onto herself just a little tighter.

After a brief pause, she turned around.

Lisa and Denovan were seated behind her, both watching her with wide, affectionate smiles clearly touched by everything that had just happened.

Julie took a small step toward them,

But stopped.

A girl approached her.

"Happy Valentine’s," the girl said warmly, placing a red box into Julie’s hands before quickly walking away.

Julie blinked in confusion, her brows knitting slightly as she looked down at the box.Before she could even react.

The front row stood up filled by the rest.

One by one, like a quiet wave, the rest of the audience followed.Seats shifted, fabric rustled, and soft murmurs filled the air.

People began to move toward her, their expressions kind, curious, and filled with a strange sense of excitement.

Julie stood frozen.

A young boy stepped forward first, holding a small velvet box. He handed it to her with a bright smile. "Happy Valentine’s, beautiful love."

Another person followed.

"Happy Valentine’s Day and long life," someone said, placing a beautifully folded shawl into her arms. The fabric was soft, delicate, brushing lightly against her skin.

Then another.

"May God soon bless you with a baby," an older woman said warmly, handing her a tiny black baby suit.

Julie’s breath hitched.

Her eyes widened instantly, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red.

Out of everything.

That wish struck her the most.

More people came forward, one after another, placing gifts into her already full arms, offering kind words, blessings, and smiles.

The air around her filled with warmth, with kindness, with a strange, overwhelming affection from strangers.

Julie didn’t know what to say.

Her heart pounded rapidly, her thoughts scattered.

But slowly, a soft smile formed on her lips.She lowered her gaze shyly, her lashes falling over her eyes as her hand instinctively moved to rest gently on her stomach.

Her cheeks still burned with embarrassment.

But her smile...

It was tender.

And full of quiet, overwhelming happiness.