The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Manoban's Pampered Wife Book 4

Chapter 695: Master Manoban Is A Watermelon? (4)

Krystal was shaken as the things that Lisa had said to her back then immediately flashed in her mind.

Lisa stopped leisurely and glanced at his woman before peering at Krystal. His profound gaze was so cold that Krystal instantly felt the chill to the bone. She trembled a bit, then turned to leave. Watching her figure rush off, Naeyon felt like she was running for her life.

Jennie was still stunned by the man's sudden appearance, so she could not react immediately.

When did he appear out of nowhere?

How long had he been there?

How much of the conversation earlier had he heard?

As she thought about this, Jennie shuddered to herself. Before he could react, she felt her cheeks turning hot, and she could not help but blush especially with Naeyon teasing her on the side.

"Cough cough, Jennie, your watermelon [1] is here. I'm off now!"

When Jennie heard her teasing, she immediately covered her face and called out to Naeyon's vanishing figure, "Naeyon, you horrible friend!"

Just as Jennie shouted, the man's deep and sensitive voice was heard. "She's already gone. Don't yell after her now. I didn't know that I'd be so great in your eyes. You didn't confess to me but to your rival instead. Jennie, what should I think about this? Also, do you really think I'm a watermelon?"

Jennie felt even more embarrassed. She could not have imagined herself saying such things either. She struggled, then looked up silently at him. When she saw that his expression was calm as usual, yet two oddly bright glows gathered in those eyes of his. They were fixated on her.

Jennie's bright and moving twinkling eyes flickered a bit, then she cleared her throat to hide her shyness. She quickly thought of something before pointing her at her baby bump with a smile. "You're the little watermelon's father!"

A smile as gentle as the spring wind instantly flashed across his face. He lifted a hand and patted her head as his tender voice could not conceal his doting. "Is admitting that you like me so hard? Missus, I suddenly remember that you haven't confessed to me before."

Before he could finish, Jennie immediately refuted justifiably, "Well, you haven't told me you love me before either." Her eyes that were as bright as the stars met with his deep ones as she said calmly, "If you say it, then I'll say it. If you confess, then I'll confess."

Upon hearing this, a smile curved on his noble and handsome face. It was mesmerizingly elegant, and he chuckled. "You're becoming more and more arrogant from being spoiled now, Missus."

"All thanks to you," she responded very calmly, "Mr. Manoban?"

"Mmm?" He raised his brows to look at her.

"Why don't you say those three words to me?"

Upon hearing her ask that, he just smiled and dotingly patted on her head. He suddenly sighed and abruptly pulled her into his wide and warm chest as he said softly, "I don't want to say it because I want you to feel it yourself. Your Mr. Manoban is old, so he's shy of saying these things. When you can feel it one day, remember to tell me. I've always hoped for the moment that you can feel it, when you'd tell me that you feel the same."

His gentle voice was very warm and sentimental. Jennie was a mess in his embrace as she felt touched. She could not hold back from hugging him tightly, and her clear voice turned a little raspy. "I've long felt it, Lisa. I feel the same. When you weren't around, this would hurt a little whenever I missed you."

Her twinkling eyes seemed a little misty to him. She reached out to point as her heart, yet her gaze was firm. "I think that next time, I'll like watermelon more than myself."

When he heard this, Lisa smiled even more elegantly and charmingly. "Is that so? Then, do you like the big watermelon more or the little watermelon?"

"I like both," she answered sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Lisa suddenly felt like whatever he had been worried about was about to happen.

When the child was born, would she like the child more than him?

He heard that most women were like that. After having a child, their focus would shift. Between their husband and child, the child would become more important to them.

'So, little watermelon, you had better be a girl! Like repelled like. Father can then steal more of your mother's attention!' he thought to himself.

He sighed. Upon seeing the smile that brimmed on her face, he did not have the heart to scold her, so he just lowered his head and planted a kiss on her light lips before he said very sincerely, "But to me, little watermelon's mother is the most important to me. Little watermelon, I just conveniently happen to like you too."

When she heard his admission, she was immediately overjoyed. She quickly asked, "Are you sure?"

He nodded gently. "Of course."

She pursed her lips and smiled for a long while before reaching out to pull him and walking ahead as she said, "When the baby grows up, he or she will definitely protest. What unique name should we give it?"

"If he or she dares to be unhappy with the name their mother gives them, the first person to give them a lesson will be me!"

"Mmm? Wait, Mr. Manoban, you just said you were old earlier, and that you'd be shy to say those things, didn't you?" Jennie pondered for a moment and remembered what the man said before.

Lisa was stunned. After a while, he smiled. "Missus, you're really good at reacting."

Jennie rolled her eyes. "Only thick-skinned people would tell people that they're shy. You should be that sort of person."

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Of course, Jennie would not know that when he heard her say that she liked him more than she liked herself, there was an instance when Lisa's heart seemed to have skipped a beat. He suddenly realized that everything he had done so far was more than worth it.

On the long road ahead, he would slowly also understand why he was at peace with himself all this while. It was because he had been waiting for her. All of him belonged to her whether she was good or bad.

A very, very long while after that, Jennie asked him again, "If I were to be like Krystal, and were a very, very horrid woman, would you still be good to me like you are right now? Would you be like Kai, abandoning me in discouragement?"

Then, he said to Jennie, "If you were a woman like that, then that could only mean that I haven't done well enough. I couldn't do my best to satisfy you, so you think that you don't have enough, and that is why you became horrid. I must first reflect on myself, but I would never turn out to be such a below-average guy. I am not like him."