A pair of slender hands reached out to carefully caress the beautiful flowers that Victor planted in the yard of his family's main house. The main house, far from the city, was suitable for Mia's condition, who was still in the process of recovering mentally. The girl looked so calm and happy when her nose smelled the natural fragrance of the beautiful flowers around her.
Mia gasped lightly when someone gently hugged her from behind. Mia knew there was only one person in Victor's house who could do that to her. Victor's handsome face soon leaned on her shoulder. The man's captivating eyes looked at her with traces of tenderness and affection that were clearly visible.
Feeling comfortable in her lover's arms, Mia slowly calmed down as she also leaned back on her lover's body.
"Do you like the flowers? I can ask the gardener to pick them for you and keep them in your room."
