"What kind of mission is this? Where are you going these days?"
William Walton looked at her and couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
He whispered into her ear, "My mission is to serve my wife."
Laura pushed against his chest: "William Walton, are you really …"
She was so angry by him that she was at a loss for words.
She picked up the clothes by the bed and draped them over her body before getting off the bed.
As soon as she stood up, her legs went limp and he squatted again.
William Walton went over and pulled her by the arm, and pulled her up: "What, you can't walk?"
Laura shook his hand away and snorted angrily.
She put on her clothes and walked towards the door, "Do you want me to be angry? I need to go down for a drink of water. You should think about it properly."
"I served my wife for a great service, why do I have to reflect on it?"
He got out of bed and followed her out of the room.
She turned around and said, "As a dignified Mr. Walton, you are sticking behind a woman like a shadow. Aren't you afraid that others will say that you have lost face?"
"What's there to be ashamed of ? It's not like what I'm sticking to is someone else's woman. It's my own woman. I'm proud."
Hearing his tone, she couldn't help but find it funny.
William Walton was probably really happy at this moment.
She went downstairs and got a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator.
Just as she was about to drink, William Walton came over and took it, giving her a bottle that was at room temperature.
"Don't drink ice water. It's bad for your organs."
After receiving it, the two of them looked at each other and smiled.
"Go and sit in the courtyard for a while. Let's enjoy the wind."
"I'll listen to my wife."
Laura looked at him .
He called her 'wife' very attentively today.
He didn't look like him anymore.
There was no longer any trace of coldness or arrogance on his body …
Disenchantment.
"After the investigation has concluded, let me know!"
She looked at him with a grave expression.
"I also want to know, who in the end would want to harm us like this."
"Okay."
He sat in the chair, his eyes never leaving her face.
She couldn't help but say, "Stop looking, let's take a look at the night scenery."
"The night scenery is not even one out of ten thousand of you, it's better to look at you in a pleasing manner."
She pursed her lips.
She really enjoyed this flattery.
After half an hour, the Butler came back with a box.
Seeing William Walton and Laura in the courtyard, he stepped forward and said: "Mr. Walton, Ms. Walton, the food I have brought is here. Do you want to eat inside the house or here? Let me set it up for you."
