After taking the documents, he gave me a look and nodded. “Sure!”
With her task completed, Kristina felt compelled to leave. She gave Anthony a look and promptly made her way out.
As Anthony went upstairs to organize the documents, Mrs. Eriksen pulled me to one side surreptitiously and asked, “Hey, Letty. How could you just let some strange woman enter the house like that? Did you see it? Her eyes were glued to your man! How are you so calm about it?”
I could not help but smile. “Mrs. Eriksen, it’s not that serious, you know? He’s quite busy with his work. Ms. Ludwick is his secretary. She came for work-related matters.”
Mrs. Eriksen clicked her tongue. “Didn’t seem like it to me. That girl clearly has a crush on Mr. Anthony. You’d better watch out!”
Seeing Anthony walking down the stairs, she dropped the banter and went back into the kitchen.
After sleeping for half a day, my eyes felt swollen and dry, so I decided to wash up again. When I came out of the bathroom, I was pleasantly surprised when I saw a bowl of pumpkin soup on the table.
My eyes darted to the kitchen. Mrs. Eriksen had already returned to her own room. On the other hand, I could see Anthony reading a book in the living room.
Upon seeing me, he said, “Go and have some soup first.”
“You made it?”
“Yeah. Have a taste,” he replied.
Seeing how it was a question that Mrs. Eriksen brought out of nowhere and the fact that he agreed to it so casually, I never would have expected that he would actually prepare the soup for me.
However, because I wasn’t feeling too hungry, I only had a few spoonful.
As I glanced toward the living room, I was a little swept away by Anthony’s elegant side profile as he immersed himself in his book. He looked like a noble warrior basking in the light of dawn in some Renaissance paintings.
He exuded a different type of aura from John. For John, the aura he exuded had always been one that was cold and manipulative like that of a vampire. No matter how gentle and caring he would try to act, he could never hide his cold-blooded nature.
“Is my face more appealing than your food?” His voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Coming back to my senses, I realized that he had already walked into the dining room and was standing before me. “When… When did you…”
He raised an eyebrow in amusement and said, “I was already here when you were still giving me that thirsty look.”
Gosh… This guy is too much!
Diverting the topic, I said, “There’s too much soup, I can’t finish it.”
He frowned upon looking at the left-over soup.
“I actually ate a lot just now! Mrs. Eriksen prepared a lot of food for me, and I had half a bowl of this! I… It’s not like I’m a pig, so…” My voice trailed off.
He laughed, “I’m not interested in rearing pigs either!” As he spoke, he took the bowl from the table and began drinking the soup.
My eyes widened. I just ate from that! And I used that spoon!
This… Isn’t this too intimate?
As I watched him eat, I could feel my face burning up .
“It’s too early to go to bed now. Let’s go out for a bit.” Anthony said before putting down the bowl.
I glanced at the clock and saw that it was eight o’clock. Sure, it’s still quite early, but…
I stood up and said, “But it’s still raining!”
“We’ll go when the rain stops.” He was really stubborn about his plans. After putting the bowl down, he dragged me along to sit on the sofa.
After a brief moment, he said, “I think you should start going for walks and stuff. Pregnant women need adequate exercise too, you know? Slow walks that last for about an hour or two should be sufficient.”
I blinked. Where is he learning all this information from? It was then that I noticed the title of the book that he was reading earlier was named ”The Shears’ Pregnancy Encyclopedia.”
Huh?
So that’s the book that he was so immersed in?
As his gaze fell upon my surprised expression, he coughed and said, “Let’s go out for walks every day from now on.”
I nodded. “What other books did you buy?”
He paused for a moment before replying, “Just the ones that Jared recommended me. And look, the rain has stopped. Go and put on something warm.”
“Do I really need to go?” I whined.
He nodded at me, his gaze firm. “I’ll wait for you here.”
Gosh. It seems like I won’t be able to refuse him. After getting a jacket upstairs, I left the villa with him. The villas were spaced out wide apart in the villa estate to allow for sufficient green space in between.
After walking a short distance, a familiar sense of lethargy soon crept up my legs. I stopped and turned to look at him. “We’ve walked long enough. Let’s go back!”
“It hasn’t even been ten minutes!” He dismissed my pleas sternly. “We’re going to walk for at least another fifty minutes more!”
The pavement was still wet from the rain, but the air felt warm. One could see the reflections of the street lamps lined up along the paths. It was a great place to have a walk at.
It’s just that I don’t want to! I’m lazy!
Unfortunately, with him dragging me on, I had no choice but to follow. The two of us stayed relatively silent, and all that accompanied our walk was the chirping of birds in the surroundings.
As I walked with my head low, I suddenly asked, “Anthony, have you thought of a name for our kid?”
The baby would be due in just a few months’ time.
After some thought, he turned to look at me. “How about Scarla?”
My Grandma named me Sienna because the color sienna symbolized courage, passion, force, and joy – qualities she hoped for me to have.
Locking gazes with Anthony, I said, “Scarla… Does that name symbolized a fiery girl like the color scarlet?”
He chuckled, “You could say that.”
“But that’s a girl’s name. What if the baby turns out to be a boy instead?” I said. Even after having a few pregnancy checkups, it did not cross my mind to check the sex of my baby at all, so I was not sure about it myself.
“Well… If it’s a boy, we’ll think about the name after he’s born.” He scoffed, kicking a branch off the ground.
Pouting, I protested, “Anthony! Do you need a lesson on gender equality?”
He pursed his lips as he put his hand around my waist. “That’s just how things are in my family. I can’t help it, you know?”
I rolled my eyes.
After strolling for another twenty minutes, we began on our way back to the villa. However, my legs had pretty much turned into jelly at that point. Wanting to give up, I squatted down and whined, “Anthony, you should go back by yourself. I don’t think I’ll make it.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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