Orson carried the two rabbits and pheasants he just caught when he was at the mountain earlier.
Thinking about his newly wedded wife, he couldn't help but smile. He couldn't help but wonder what was currently running in her mind right now.
He had noticed that she tends to overthink and when she was in that state, her possessiveness would be on another level.
In the past three days, he felt like a prisoner, something that he hadn't felt like in a very long time. However, the more she acted like that, rather than being disgusted, he felt wonderful.
For a man like him, who had seen a lot of treachery, schemes, deceit and betrayal, to see a woman like Calista whom he knew was way more powerful, maybe even more than him, act that way towards him. If it wasn't because he was in her heart, would she act like that?
She was someone who could have anyone she wanted, and yet she just had to pick him among the masses.
