“I’ll talk to Ann.”Rubica brightened up in an instant. Edgar then felt like a heavy rock had been removed from his chest. He wanted to kiss her cheek, but he restrained himself and put a piece of cheese in front of her lips instead.
Rubica lowered her guard after hearing he would talk to Ann for her and ate the cheese. Edgar’s chest tickled at seeing her accept food from his hand. He found his mood changing with her every action. It was strange and unfamiliar, but he couldn’t deny that it felt good. Lately, he had been waiting for the sun to set quickly.
“But you must take longer walks instead.”
“Don’t I exercise enough already?”
“You only walk for about half an hour. I want you to walk for at least an hour.”
Edgar thought of her while he worked at his office. Sometimes he recalled what she said the night before and smiled. Sometimes he wondered what she was doing. Then, there came moments where his curiosity wanted to know if she had fallen or something happened to her which drove him crazy. Each time that happened he called Carl to check if Rubica was safe, but he couldn’t believe everything Carl said.
‘I am always his top priority. He doesn’t care about Rubica’s safety.’
There was something not right with Carl’s loyalty. He wouldn’t report to Edgar even if Rubica was just about to breathe her last breath if he thought it wouldn’t do Edgar any good.
Edgar really couldn’t believe what he said.
So, he often sent Carl to Rubica to recommend taking a stroll. Most of the time, she would get mad at what he said and refused to do as he wanted, but that was only when she thought it was wrong. She tended to follow any reasonable request.
Although she found it bothering, she took a walk every time Carl asked her to.Three among the dresses she had commissioned to Khanna and were supposed to arrive in two days were for taking strolls. Rubica didn’t protest when Edgar wanted her to take care of her health. The mansion’s garden was wide and beautiful that it was quite pleasant to walk in it.
However, there was one thing she didn’t like.Edgar’s blue eyes now looked green because of the yellow candlelight. Sometimes his face looked more like the masterpiece of a skilled sculptor instead of a human’s face.
“If you really care about my health that much, there’s something more urgent. You, Edgar.”
Edgar couldn’t understand what she was talking about and looked confused. His lightly raised eyebrows and frowned forehead made him look like a mischievous boy.
Rubica suddenly realized they were too close. Although they were wearing clothes, her thigh was right next to his legs. She thought jumping to her feet would look strange and slowly inched away, but the area where their bodies met seemed to be only getting bigger. It appeared Edgar was coming close to her as much as she backed off.
“What do you mean?”
“Um…”
Had he realized she was in a panic? She tried to look away but, at that moment,
Edgar grabbed her chin and made her look at him. He didn’t like that she was looking away, so he put his face right in front of hers.‘Oh, I wish you were not so handsome.’
It was really a torture to have such a handsome guy as your husband. Without realizing it, she gulped hard. He instinctively knew how to tempt a woman.
“Tell me. Don’t look away.”
Why on earth was this man doing this to her? Her heart beat so fast that it almost leaped out of her chest. She barely managed to talk back.
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