Chapter 766 Little Fool (2/2)
She shouldn't have stayed at the seaside for the whole night to watch the sunrise if she had known that she would be so uncomfortable.
As a result, she fell ill when she saw the sunrise and had enough romance.
”Take the medicine.”
”I don't want to eat...”
She pouted and held him tighter, as if she was going to pass the cold to him.
”Good girl.” Willie put the medicine in front of her and looked pale.
Hilary thought he was angry with her willfulness, so she obediently took the bitter medicine.
But she didn't know that the man was angry, just because he spoiled her willfulness, which made her sick like this.
”Honey, I still have a lot of work to do. Is it really good to
ed, Hilary really didn't want him to stay with her like this. She was afraid that she couldn't live without him in the future.
”Go to work? Do you want me to be heartbroken?” When he said this, there was an unpredictable pain in his eyes, and his anger shocked her a little.
A trace of bitterness flashed through Hilary's clear eyes. He was yelling at her, but she felt that it was better than any honeyed words.
The man held her in his arms and lay on the soft big bed. His warm palm reached out to her lower abdomen and gently rubbed it for her, alleviating a little pain.
She looked up at the man's sharp chin, without any stubble. He was a very elegant gentleman.
She smiled and felt warmth in her heart. How could she marry such a perfect husband!
Her little head leaned against the man's strong chest, and he hugged her, as if coaxing a child to sleep, which made Hilary feel at ease. The pain gradually became a kind of enjoyment.
In the quiet afternoon, the woman gradually fell asleep.
What happened to Amy was a blow to her. Maybe she would be much better after a good sleep and wake up. Looking down at her quiet sleeping face, Willie knew that she must be very tired a few days ago.
He gently put down the soft towel around his waist and slowly stood up, not waking her up.
He heard her words again. In fact, it was easy for me to be satisfied. Just give me a self-criticism letter of five thousand words!
”You little fool.”
Looking at her sleeping face, he smiled silently. You were so easy to be satisfied. You still had decades to be bullied by me in the future.
Willie put the pen on the smooth white paper.
The sun shone into the room through the screen window. There was no wind at all. There were only the breathing of the woman and the faint writing of the man.
The long lost warmth and peace.