Just as Amelia Cobb was about to look up, Christopher Robinson's thumb landed on the corner of her eye, gently brushing off the object stuck to her eyelashes.
Subconsciously, she wanted to back away, but Christopher held her waist and placed her on the counter in the middle of the cloakroom. On this counter, Amelia mostly had her lingerie and jewelry, and, of course, a few of Christopher's ties and tie pins.
"Amelia——," the man's voice was husky.
Amelia, clueless, responded with a shallow hum.
Christopher's forehead slowly pressed against hers: "If you let me see the sunshine, you can't blame me for being greedy."
Before he had Amelia's affection, nothing mattered.
But after he had her affection, if she took it back or gave it to someone else——————.
After a long time, the couple was blessed with a child.
Amelia was so immersed in the joy that she couldn't help neglecting Mr. Robinson.
