"Don't forget that this is also your home. There is no need for you to be so polite to me. You don't need to apologize. It's just that there are so many mannequins, sewing machines, and clothes. Are you majoring in Fashion Designing?" Kevin asked. He did not ask her why she cried and just kept looking around the materials in the room. He acted as if he didn't notice her tears so he could avoid making her feel embarrassed.
"Yes," Leena answered coldly without even looking at Kevin. It wasn't that she was pretending to avoid him. It was more like she didn't know how to face him after arguing with him.
An unexpected tingle crept on Kevin's heart with how coldly Leena reacted. He couldn't explain how that pain got in his chest. It just came there too sudden without him even noticing how.
"It seems like I don't know you at all. I don't even know what your major is. I really should care more about you." Kevin shook his head. He was indeed a bad husband. No wonder Leena was cold to him.
"I don't really care much about you too. It just breaks even. There's no need for you to change. I also know very little about you anyway, don't I?" Being indifferent to him was not something Lenna wanted. It was just that she couldn't help the hurtful words from pouring out whenever she opened her mouth. The impulse to say those was just too strong.
"Leena, look at me," Kevin said seriously. He was not accustomed to her coldness and indifference as she was always lively and cheerful.
"No." Leena pouted and refused without any further thinking. The way she uttered her answer was filled with her little girl's charm. It was so naive yet at the same time, emotionless.
Kevin was completely dumbfounded. He could have handled the situation better if Leena just shouted at him. How was he supposed to react with her pouting like a child? Most of the people acquainted with him were of his age. Leena was definitely the first and only young person he got to talk with. '
Well, I apologize," he found himself saying tenderly. "I should not have gotten angry with you. I should not have let you cry. Sorry." He reached out to her and turned her body to face him. His eyes were warm and moist as he scanned her tearful face.
"Cry? Who cried? I didn't!" The beautiful wife denied amidst her continuous sobs. She wouldn't let him feel that it was his words that made her cry.
Well fine, you didn't cry. But I did. Is that okay?" Kevin gave in helplessly. Facing this girl was far more troublesome than having to face a group of soldiers. After all, he could scold and punish those soldiers if they made mistakes. But to scold and punish this wench? No way. Not unless he planned to drown in tears as soon as she pouted her mouth and cried.
A laugh escaped Leena's chest upon hearing him bend down for her. Her gloomy mood faded away and she was back with her sweet smile instantly.
"Good! It is good that you can laugh now. Your coldness almost killed me earlier." Kevin wasn't able to stop himself from smiling back at her as relief flooded him.
"Hum! I won't forgive you if you dare shout at me again next time." Leena's mouth twitched with her answer. Their argument was irrational. However, she had already forgiven him from her heart.
"You got me wrong! When did I shout at you? You can't slander me, Leena! I am innocent!" How could she think that he shouted at her? He just talked with a louder voice and that was it. He stood there like a dumb man who ate the bitter herb! He couldn't even express or explain what was in his mind.
"Yes, you have shouted at me." Leena accused shamelessly. She didn't care whether he did scold her or not. She just wanted Kevin to apologize.
"All right! I got it! I have," Kevin compromised one more time under her criticism. "Again I solemnly apologize to you. You should be satisfied with my apology this time!" Helplessness was all over his handsome face. He wasn't even aware of how much tenderness and gentleness were showing in his eyes as he stared at her.
For all your sincerity, I forgive you this time." Leena's smile was both sweet and cunning. What she did was such a good move to keep her from getting embarrassed. She really didn't know how to talk to Kevin again if she hadn't thought of the idea.
"Thank you! I will certainly learn from it." Kevin felt like a child who had done something wrong and was accepting her lesson righteously. Funny how he was more obedient now compared to when he was still a child.
"That's better." Leena said as she lifted her chin higher with princessy pride. She was exuding self-satisfaction. This was the Leena who was in high and aggressive spirits.
"Leena, Since you are not angry anymore, don't you think it's time for us to go downstairs and get to bed? Don't we need to go to the wedding tomorrow?" Kevin was already tired even before he found Leena. Now having to apologize to her out of nowhere wore him out worse.
A little shyness suddenly struck Leena upon hearing the word "bed". He hadn't forced her into anything intimate since they got married. He had always been patiently waiting for her to adapt to him. Thus, hearing such a sensitive word could easily make her cheeks turn into a beetroot. She tried to rummage her brain for any good excuse but ended up not finding any. In the end, she found herself nodding to him like a good little girl.
A warm smile cracked on Kevin's lips. He held his wife by her hand then walked down the stair with her. They looked so cozy in love with each other with their fingers intertwined. They were almost perfect, it was just that they hadn't realized it yet.
The wedding day came as people expected. The Leng's house was buzzing really early in the morning. Even Lloyd, who had been traveling the whole world, found time to come home on that special day. He certainly couldn't miss his son's wedding.
The wedding venue was on the broad grassland of Leng's house. It was more convenient to have it done there than anywhere else. Belinda Shangguan was taken back to her home the night before. With that said, Duke would need to face a series of twist and turns from her bridesmaids if he really wanted her back.
It was good that it was Saturday too. So nobody needed to ask for leave from their works. It was funny how the most excited person on that day was neither the bride nor the groom. It was the little guy, Justin, their wedding flower boy! He strived for this chance for a very long time, so doing it made him ecstatic.
"Mommy, do you think I'm handsome like this?" The kid jumped up and down to show everyone how cool he looked in his little suit.
"Yes! You are the most handsome guy no matter what you wear," Daisy chirped. She would never get tired of patiently answering him even if it was already the hundredth time he asked.
"And compared to daddy? Who is more handsome?" Justin laid prone on the sofa, and wrinkled his small nose cutely, then looked up to his mother.
"Well! This..." Daisy glanced towards Edward and felt thrown into a dilemma. She would certainly offend the other if she would choose between the two. Worse, the man who was busy inputting the data on his laptop also lifted his head up and straightly looked at her. Now that just doubled the pressure.
"Say it! Mommy, who is more handsome?" Little Justin pushed the question again. He really wanted to know who was the real god between him and his daddy on Daisy's opinion.
"If you really want me to say it, I say you two look like just one person. There is really no need to compare." Daisy hurriedly said and then quickly left that study room. Edward's hot gaze made her feel how dangerous it was being there. She would be safer out of it. Plus, she should start dressing up too. She needed to help the wedding later.