719 Poor Pillow (2/2)
She frowned. ”Why?”
”I'll go home early later today as well, before dinner. I want to talk to you about something.”
Her frown deepened. ”Talk about what?”
”We'll talk about it later.”
”Is it something bad?”
”No,” he assured her.
It was something good. Not just good. It was something absolutely wonderful, if his suspicion was correct. The items he requested from his butler last night would hopefully give them an answer by tonight. He couldn't wait. And if his suspicion was indeed proven correct, his first order of business was to reassure his baby girl that everything would be alright and that she didn't need to fear anything.
Although her curiosity was piqued, Iris still nodded and accepted his arrangement. ”Fine. I'll wait until tonight to discuss whatever you want to talk about.”
”En.”
”I'll arrange lunch to be sent to you as usual later.”
”No need, love,” he said. ”I won't be at the company at lunchtime. I'll be out of town to visit one of our construction projects for an official inspection, so I'll take our partners and the project leaders to a restaurant for lunch instead.”
”Oh, okay.” Then her brows drew together. ”Wait. Construction site? Is it dangerous?”
”There's no need to worry, love. Everyone wears protective safety gear before entering the site. I'll wear a complete set too, of course. Besides, I've visited many construction sites before for inspection and nothing bad happened to me yet.”
”Still, you be careful,” she insisted. ”Call me after you're done with the inspection. I want to know that you're safe.”
”Alright.”
She studied his face for a few seconds before reluctantly feeling reassured. He gave her a light peck on the lips and a pat on the butt before instructing her to return to bed and sleep. However, she didn't leave right away, waiting for him instead to shrug his sleeping robe off and taking it with her. He didn't think too much about it until later when he saw her sleeping on the bed after he finished showering.
His baby girl had wrapped his robe all around his pillow and was hugging it close to her body. All of her limbs were coiled around the poor pillow looking like she wanted to suffocate it to death. Her face was pressed on it, no doubt because she wanted to sleep while smelling his scent on the robe.
This recent weird behaviour of hers caused him to feel all warm inside. His wife was obsessed with his scent, so of course he was all for it. In addition, she had other little changes to her usual behaviours. It wasn't only her. Even their cats were acting unusually clingy to her lately, always wanting to stay by her side, especially the mercurial Ice Cream.
All of these made him believe that his suspicion might just be for real. A smile formed on his lips at the possibility.