Not for a Single Second - [Elizabeth Olsen]

Chapter 94: Healing Old Wounds

I love the way your lips fit
So perfectly with mine
You're flawless by design
I'm addicted

Amor – Derik Fein

Y/N's POV

October 6th, 2024

"Hey Lovey, I'm gonna head out. I'll be back later, okay?", I yell to my wife from the bottom of the stairs and wait for her to reply. In a matter of seconds, she comes into view while only wearing a robe, her hair still a little wet from our morning swim at the pool.

"Where are you going? I thought we were getting massages together", Lizzie questions me in a whiny tone as she wraps her arms around my neck. I hug her close before pecking her adorable pout.

"You're still getting the massage. The masseuse is already here; they are waiting for you over at the sunroom outside. I'm heading out to do some extra shopping for you", I inform my wife before pinching her cheek softly.

"For me? You don't have to buy me anything, Angel. I would rather you stayed here with me", Lizzie tells me before tightening her grip around me, so I won't leave her. I chuckle at her antics and let her be for the time being.

"I know you do, Princess, but I really want to make this purchase. There's this little business I know that does the best hand-crafted straw hats. They even embroider your name on the hat. I know you love them, so I want to get you one for whenever you tend to your garden. I noticed that your old hat is starting to break at the top, so I want to buy you a brand new one, this one being super high quality and another fond memory of our amazing honeymoon", I reveal the gift I want to give my wife as she smiles at me softly.

"You're so sweet, you know that?", Lizzie tells me lovingly, making me giggle in response before we share another kiss. "Thank you for always thinking of me and spoiling me, but can't buying the hat wait? I want to spend the rest of the day with you", Lizzie insists on making me stay, but I really need to get out of the house.

"I'm sorry, Princess, but it has to be today and right now. The little business only sets up on Sundays until 3 PM back at the market. There won't be another opportunity for me to buy the hat while we're here so, I must go. But I promise I'll be quick, okay? I'll buy the hat and come right back to you", I explain and reassure my wife as she deepens her pout and sniffles in sadness.

"Alright, I guess I'll see you later. But you better bring me a treat to make up for abandoning me", Lizzie tells me sternly, trying to bargain herself a reward by acting like a total victim. I just shake my head in amusement before kissing her forehead and then kissing her lips softly.

"I'll think about it. See you later, baby", I bid my goodbyes with my wife and walk to the exit as she huffs in response to my words.

"Y/N Girard-Olsen, you better bring me my treat!", I hear Lizzie yell to me, but I just decide to tease her more.

"Enjoy your massage, Princess!", I yell back while chuckling before getting on the Jeep and driving to the market to buy Lizzie's hat.

Once I arrived at the place, I took my time walking up to the front desk where a familiar older lady was showcasing her businesswoman skills.

"Mire aquí, mi señora hermosa. Estos son los mejores sombreros de paja que va a encontrar en todo Acapulco, en todo México, en todo el mundo inclusive. Las costuras son tan fuertes que el sombrero tiene una garantía de durabilidad de más de 30 años. No hay mejor opción que esta, y hasta le ponemos su nombre. Y para que se vaya contenta, le dejo el segundo sombrero a mitad de precio para que combine con su niño. ¿Qué dice? ¿Se anima?" (Look here, my dear madam. These are the best straw hats that you can find in all Acapulco, in all Mexico, in all the world even. The seams are so strong that they give the hat a durability guarantee of over 30+ years. There is no better option than this one, and we can even embroider your name. And just so you leave here happy with your purchase, I'll give you the second hat at half price, so you can match with your son. What do you say? You want to buy the hats?), the older woman throws her sales pitch at one of the other clients checking out the hats before they stay silent to eventually nod in confirmation.