In front of the Fletcher residence....
"Yes sir. I found Young Master Carver's house at this time."
His gaze was fixed on the edge of the pool where Carver and Violeth were making out, from a distance.
"Yes sir. I will give you the result soon."
[Good! But you have to be careful and don't let it be known by other people or even residents other than Young Master Carver in the house] someone's message from the phone.
The phone is turned off.
The man puts the phone back in his pocket after taking Carver's photo. He also whispered briefly with a man who became a partner in spying on Carver's whereabouts.
"Pfftt... One step is done and I found Young Master Carver's residence. I'm only a few steps away from knowing all of this." The man put his sunglasses back on.
"I will be sure to get a fair fee from Mr. Richard."
"But we have to be careful and don't let anyone suspect us, including Mr. Carver, who doesn't know we're watching," said the other man.
The two men left the scene, heading for their cars, not looking left or right so as not to look suspicious.
In the Home Garden....
"Why? You refuse and are embarrassed?" Violeth smiled and leaned closer to Carver.
"No. Why should I be embarrassed? You should be the one embarrassed, Violeth." Carver joked, then turned to look down at where Violeth's mound was hidden under her clothes. "Looks naked in front of me."
"I'm not ashamed. Even with paid men I'm not ashamed," Violeth answered, her feminine instincts rising again.
Carver stared at Violeth's clean, white face. Carver wanted to say that the woman in front of him was like a slut, but that would of course offend Violeth.
Violet also smiled. His eyeballs moved to see Carver's handsome looks that were increasingly looking dazzling, and made him love him even more.
Unlike the first time they met to get married, before that there was absolutely no bond of feelings from Violeth to Carver, but now her heart feels warm beside Carver.
The finger on Violeth's palm touched Carver's cheek gently. The woman's gaze stopped right before her husband's beady eyes. Violeth's smile looks sweet with a little eye bags that look thin.
Carver subconsciously hugged Violeth and pulled her closer to his warm embrace. His heart fluttered feeling something happy when he was with the woman who became his wife.
Carver smiled and showed off his good looks, namely having a clean white face and a sweet smile with a few eye bags that made his eyes look charming in front of women.
For some reason Violeth feels that the most handsome and best man is Carver. In fact, of all the handsome men she's ever dated to tussle with, only Carver is the perfect and comforting one.
Carver feels comfortable having an arranged wife, who becomes the daughter-in-law of the Fletchers. For Carver, the wedding a few days ago was just a favor and he did it because he had to, but fate turned out better than he could have imagined.
Afternoon stepped on the afternoon when the sun was almost rolling on the west side. The atmosphere is very cool and not too hot like it used to be.
Carver was still holding Violeth in his warm embrace. Violeth's body odor is unique and always makes Carver enjoy the scent.
"Carver, I have something to tell you." Violeth spoke hesitantly, moving her hand which was originally on Carver's cheek, now moved to rest in front of her husband's broad chest.
"Say something? Just say it," Carver replied.
Violeth turned to the swimming pool beside her, her head resting warmly on Carver's body.
"I wanted to say something about... but...."
"Speak, no need to hesitate." Carver snuggled warmer into his wife's arms in comfort. "Is that about me never being able to give you inner satisfaction."
"NO."
"Keep going?"
"Carver, are you ashamed and uncomfortable having a wife like me?"
"Why should it be like that?" he asked.
"What do you mean, Carver? Do you feel that way, with me always forcing you to satisfy me?" Violeth said curiously.
"No. I even feel like the luckiest man to have a wife like you." Answered Carver honestly while enjoying the warmth of Violeth's body that was in his arms. "You are beautiful and perfect of all the women I have seen in this world."
Carver wasn't lying, he was telling the truth without hiding anything about his feelings.
Violeth couldn't believe it, she still asked Carver a few more questions to get confirmation.
"Do you feel that I am just a used woman who became your wife? Would you still marry me if you were a billionaire, and I was just a poor and cheap woman?" Violeth asked, expecting an answer that would make her the most precious woman.
"I don't discriminate. Don't you also accept me as I am? You accept me openly as your husband."
"But, I'm a woman who doesn't deserve a perfect man like you. You're handsome, kind, and so perfect. But me, I'm not right for you," Violeth complained, feeling herself too inappropriate and too good to be a good man's wife.
"But in my eyes, you are the perfect woman who never underestimates me and accepts me for who I am," Carver replied.
"But forgive me for wasting my chastity on another man, I should have kept it for my husband. You should be the first to enjoy my chastity, but now you have an impure wife again..." Violeth's face was gloomy.
"There's nothing to be sorry about," Carver said.
"But I wasn't a virgin when I became your wife, Carver," Violeth added.
"That's fine, I don't mind," Carver replied. "But for sure, you have never looked down on me."
Carver released Violeth from his arms. Staring at Violeth who has a very soft heart, even though she has a wild side when it comes to female desires.
Violeth blushed at Carver's words, which convinced her even more that she was a special woman. Violeth's face reddened slightly.
"Don't say you don't deserve me, Violeth. Because I should be the one saying that."
Violeth stood in front of Carver after breaking away from his warm embrace. "But I married you because my father said if my soul mate is you, Carver. I also accept and will make you like a paid man out there."
"And you married me not for love?"
Violeth looked at Carver with a gentle wink. "You still don't love me, do you, Carver?"