Chapter 51 (2/2)

”With pleasure, dear Mrs. Karenin.”

A kiss fell between her slender eyebrows, then slipped gently to her lips.

Anna thought: I really, really, really love him. It doesn't matter whether I thought he was a good man with integrity, or now he claims to be a hypocritical villain. Because from now on, I know more than anyone what he looks like.

I just want to be with him and face all the difficulties together.

Therefore, I solemnly swear that in the future, no matter what my eyes see, what my ears hear, what my hands touch, I will unconditionally choose to trust my husband.

We will be happy until the end of our lives

Since that night, Anna has become a very well-known figure in Petersburg, even in Moscow.

Apart from those who do not have husbands of social flowers, serious husband people, few people in addition to beauty in this circle is very famous.

”Who is Anna alkadievna?”

”Oh, that's the one! That Mrs. Karenin

Betsy learned the talk to Anna with a laugh or two.

”I didn't expect you to do that, honey.”

Anna just laughs and doesn't answer. Patsy brushes her hair. She didn't come here today for fun, but she wanted Anna to help her design a dress.

Of course, after all, they are relatives.

”Certainly, my dear Betsy.” Anna told her that she would help, and petsey was very happy.

Her main purpose today has been completed. At last, when she left, she said in a vague way: ”I think now I understand why you don't come to our small circle.”

”I'll call on you when the storm calms down, Betsy.” Anna said, pretending not to understand.

Betsy blinked and finally gave Anna a kiss on the cheek.

”Smart girl.”

After sending Betsy away, anuska took another stack of visiting letters and said, ”at least let yourself have a rest, ma'am.”

”There will be plenty of time to rest in the future. Now, everyone is watching.” Anna said, pouring a cup of black tea again.

Now she can't say she likes it, but if you want to stay in this circle, you can't be too independent.

Black tea is not a matter of principle.

The last visitors were Mr. Gorman, Miss aurea, and Mr. prokhov.

Anna rearranged the reception room.

”I feel very stupid.” Said Mr. prokhov, in a relaxed tone.

Anna laughed. ”You're so honest.” With that, she looked at Miss aurea. ”I'm sorry I hid you, aurea.”

Miss aurea shook her head. ”Don't take it to heart. Everything is fine now.”

Finally, Anna looks at Mr. Gorman.

”Well, you must say something to me, Mr. Gorman.”

Mr. Gorman took a sip of black tea, his eyebrows spread out, and his thin lips made a smile.

”I don't think I should say anything.”

Anna shook her head. ”Well, I can't count on that.””Dad, she's happy for you, too, Anna.” 'They have agreed to address each other in a more intimate tone, 'Ms. aurea said.

Although there was a six-year-old difference between the two ladies, Miss aurea always behaved like a twelve year old girl. If you ignore her appearance, people will even think that she has the wisdom and tranquility of a mature woman in her twenties.

”Don't speak for me, aurea.” Said Mr. Gorman.

Miss aurea chuckled and winked at Anna.

Anna took out a contract and handed it to Mr. Gorman, who took it and looked at it.

Anna said: ”you have the talent and skill that I can't reach at present. If you think I'm not enough to make you angry and want to drive me out, then I hope to continue to learn from you.”

”The rent of this place is very high, PA....” Said prokhov, and then stopped after habitually calling out the name.

”So I drafted the contract.”

Mr. Gorman looked away and said, ”but this time I don't accept interference anymore.”

Anna, of course, understood Mr. Gorman's interfering element, and she laughed and blinked: ”I try to make it give us more space.”

Mr. Gorman snorted coldly.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, someone called the interfering element returned on time as usual.

Anna put down her black tea and walked briskly to meet her husband.

”Alexis, the new store, I have some ideas to tell you...”

The original spacious and lonely house, as usual, became lively and warm because of the happiness of the hostess.

A man goes to the telegraph office in Moscow.

”To where?”

”Petersburg...”