Richard sat on a wooden chair while positioning his wife on his lap in a sideways sitting position. Richard stroked Anxia's head with one hand while the other patted her hand gently as if to tell her that he would always be with her.
Receiving such a gentle and affectionate gesture made Anxia's heart constrict even more. She still couldn't think of the possibility that Richard genuinely cared for her. She still believed that Richard's attitude and actions towards her were only because she was a woman who had given birth to his child.
Despite that, Anxia allowed herself to be comfortably hugged by the man. Anxia buried her head into the crook of Richard's neck and quietly enjoyed the fresh scent from her husband. Warm pats on her hands and affectionate caresses on the back, what more could she ask for?
It didn't matter whether this man truly valued her or was only doing a husband's duty because. Anxia should be satisfied.
