Ambrosial

Bonus Chapters (Dinner Party)

Hello! I'm back my dears! How I missed you all. I'm so sorry if I didn't get to post this on Thursday like I said, since I had a minor writer's block then so I had to paint that night. Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to marquay877, because he was the one that gave me this idea. So, please enjoy this chapter <3 

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I woke up, and saw that Rikkard was no longer by my side. I chuckled and shook my head, remembering how he absolutely detested beds and sleep. If there was one thing that hasn't changed about him, was his urge to work. It was rather worrying, but I knew he did his best to not let his work get in between us. I took a shower, and cooked myself some breakfast. Here in our simple home, that both of us insisted on (Mostly Rikkard because he didn't want to spend money on unnecessary space that was absurd a 'house' should have), I was kept company by books in our living room where we had shelves of books. It was Rikkard's gift for me, and for that I thanked him. I also insisted for us to not have maids of sorts, since I knew very well how to cook –well, I learned.

Bloody uncle living off of butlers and maids.

I say, living without Ella has been quite odd. Ella has been my light for so long that I could not possibly imagine my life without her –in fact, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have survived in my aunt's house. Rikkard, however, was another story. I thought about all the things we've been through, all the silence I had to endure. But now, I knew better. I couldn't believe how a suffragette like me, had managed to stand by my thoughts of how women are capable, but still be someone's wife.

Well, at least, I'm not one of those peacocks who are rather fond of the money and balls their husbands provide.

The only thing that Rikkard managed to provide for me (except for his oh-so sweet loving and sheltering, of course) was respect from other people. Being Mrs. Ambrose definitely came with its own perks in the society. I smiled.

Mrs. Ambrose.

I would never get tired of how that sounds. I was no longer Lillian Linton, I was now Lillian Linton Ambrose. Who would've thought that I, Lilly, would manage to snag one of the world's powerful financial magnate?

Obviously, not me. I have to ask Rikkard about it later. And his answer better be bloody right, or I'll shut him up myself.

After my meal, I decided to hit the book that I've been reading. It was about an adventurer that traveled the world within three years. It was an interesting one –especially, after Rikkard told me that I would definitely travel the world with him soon since his job calls for it. I was not entirely happy about the working while travelling, but at least we'll be together in this adventure.

Time flew by and before I knew it, I was being woken up (I didn't even know I fell asleep while reading) by the knock on the door. I got up, grumpily and opened the door to my Aunt. I sighed as she hugged me and cheerily greeted me.

"Oh, dear, why aren't you at work with Rikkard?" she asked, since it was true. I should be in the office right now, but how I feel so sickly and tired after puking this morning. I know Rikkard would understand my reasoning, well, at least I hope so.

"I'm feeling a little under the weather today, Madam. What brings you here?" I asked, not letting my sarcasm drip from my words as I ushered her in and took a place beside her on the couch.

"You do not know how we've missed you back at the house!-" I internally scoffed at that. "-It has been quite a bore without a girl that I needed to shout at once in a while." That I could agree on. "So, we were thinking of inviting you two for dinner tonight! We haven't really gotten together since the last ball!"