"My dear, I'm so sorry I couldn't make it to your wedding," Mrs. Claudia said, her voice soft and sincere. She looked at Isabella with a regretful expression, her brows slightly furrowed as if feeling the weight of her absence. Her smile was gentle and warm, meant to convey genuine remorse. "I was still in Tokyo at that time," she explained, her tone carrying a hint of an apology. "My flight got delayed." The sadness in her eyes and the sweetness of her smile made it clear that she genuinely wished she could have been there to celebrate with Isabella.
"I've always dreamed of seeing my dear grandson with a beautiful bride," Mrs. Claudia said, her voice filled with heartfelt joy. She reached out and gently stroked Isabella's soft cheeks, her touch tender and affectionate. Her eyes shone with happiness as she spoke, clearly moved by the realization of her long-held wish finally coming true.