"Love," After Lexi freshened up, she saw her husband sitting on the balcony, deep in his thoughts. Hence, instead of drying her hair and changing to her nightwear, Lexi headed towards him.
"Hmm?" Looking up at the approaching beauty, Ethan Lu smiled. "My wife is so fine." He mused.
Despite the usual compliment, Lexi smiled because of the way her husband compliments her never changed; it still bore the same sincerity with a touch of playfulness.
Lexi trudged to him, and without saying a word, she was welcomed to sit on his lap. "What is it, love?" He asked softly.
"I hate it," Staring at his dark, bewitching eyes, a heavy exhale escaped from her mouth. She carefully wrapped her arms around his neck as she buried her face on his shoulder, "I hate Laurel."
