"Why are you so quiet? Are you impressed by my skill at keeping an eye on you?” the mastermind asked in a teasing tone.
Gabriella's lips trembled forcing her tongue to move. However, after a few seconds, her brain still hadn't sent a word.
"No need to be surprised, Gaby. My eyes and ears are everywhere, including the flower garden where you and Max burnt the air.”
The woman's breath was getting heavier. Through the constricted corner of eyes, she examined the surroundings. However, until the mastermind's voice was heard again, Gabriella hadn't found a suspicious figure.
“Tsk, you managed to make me jealous of him, Gaby. What if at our next meeting, you give me that sweet kiss too? Or do you want to serve me in bed? I'd be happier."
Unable to deal with the anxiety, the woman's eyes began to close tightly. "I've never been mean to you. But why are you bothering me?”
"That's the reason I chose you. You're too kind and ge
“Come on, Max, cheer up! When else can you visit the night market? Aren't you always busy with Quebracha? There's nothing wrong with having fun just for one night,” Gabriella exclaimed, dragging the hand she was holding.The man who was one step behind could only sigh in resignation. The crowd around him made the memory spin faster.“How about you try that shooting game?” Gabriella suggested suddenly. "I'm sure you can hit all the targets."Max didn't answer. He just stared at the red circle that seemed boring to him."You don't want to?" Gabriella asked hopefully.After three seconds of waiting, the woman finally pursed her lips and sighed in annoyance. "Then I'll just play alone."Gabriella let go of Max's hand and walked towards the booth. While she was paying, the man was watching her back with a worried look.“Why should there be a night market here?” he grumbled before looking up at the black
After a while, Max finally gave his wife a chance to breathe. Holding breath through a relieved smile, he stroked the face that was still shrouded in confusion."Why are your cheeks so red? We've done it many times."Gabriella didn't answer. She was still looking for an answer that could not be found. “Why did Max kiss me? Is it to divert fear?”Not getting a response, the man returned to greet Gabriella's tenderness. The movements were still the same, slow and full of interest. Not a bit of pleasure he missed. That reality made the woman furrow her brows deeper."No. This man is not afraid. Then why did he kiss me? Is it lust?”In confusion, Gabriella studied her husband's hand. Sometimes Max held her cheek, sometimes the big palm moved to the nape of her neck."No. It's not out of lust. So, what?"Until the cabin they were in reached the bottom, Gabriella still didn't get an answer. Even when she stepped like a rob
“Cold, Max,” Gabriella moaned as her husband placed a scoop of ice cream over her left button. The woman's brows furrowed uncomfortably, as her hands clenched into fists. "Be patient," the man said before placing the almost frozen container on the table. A second later, instead of cleaning the food that had begun to melt, Max brushed the right button with his tasting organ. "Are you testing my patience? It's cold, Max," Gabriella said before biting her lip. Since her husband was an expert in provoking sighs, she had to be more careful in choosing the time to talk. Otherwise, the man's instincts would immediately burn. "To be able to compare, I have to know the original flavor first," Max chirped, deliberately stalling for time. "Then hurry up! You've tried the original long enough.” Gabriella's insistence succeeded in making her husband widen in disbelief. "This is the first time you've asked me to rush devouring you, Mrs Evans." The w
Once the bedroom door was opened, Gabriella stared at her husband who suddenly got up from the edge of the bed. After placing the phone on the table, Max scratched the back of his head then pointed towards the bathroom. "Let me take a shower first," he said in a strange tone. The woman blinked flatly. The husband's behavior had raised questions that are reluctant to be disclosed. "Just do it. I will not take the shower from you," Gabriella said as if she didn't care. A second later, Max nodded and rushed into the bathroom. His hasty steps made his wife even more curious. "What's wrong with him?" Without thinking, Gabriella stepped towards her husband's previous position. From there, she could see two teddies placed side by side on the bed and his cell phone on the table. "Is he hiding something from me?" thought the woman as she took the cell phone. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she examined it carefully. Call history, incomi
"If I love you, what will you do?" Max threw back the question that caused a huge explosion in Gabriella's heart. The woman didn't realize that the arch of her eyebrows had almost matched that of an umbrella.“I never thought about it. So, I don't know,” Gabriella answered with a flat expression.Seeing his wife's adorable response, Max automatically smiled. "If you've never thought about it, then how come you can conclude that I love you?"The woman shook her head in denial. "I am just asking. Your recent attitude makes me feel ....” Gabriella's words were interrupted by the thought that had just occurred to her. After blinking in disbelief and tilting her head, she continued speaking in a questioning tone. "That you care about me?""So, you finally want to admit that I do care about you?" Max teased while raising the corner of his lips.Gabriella's expression suddenly turned doubtful. "Not really. You're usually kind because you
"Do you expect that I really love you?" Max said while supporting his head with one hand. The smile beneath his narrowed eyes managed to intimidate Gabriella. "Don't hope. It's just, I have the right to know that you do have feelings for me," the woman said with an awkward blink. She didn't know if her tone was right or not. But, she was already trying her best to sound firm. For a few moments, the couple stared at each other in silence. The two of them read each other's eyes that were both doubtful. "So, do you expect love from me?" Max asked breaking the silence. Looking at the lopsided smile on the man's face, annoyance grew rapidly in Gabriella's heart. With furrowed brows, she protested. "You always throw back questions from me. Are you afraid that your true feelings will be exposed? Or do you really like to make me wonder?” Instead of being intimidated, the curve of the man's lips grew wider. “If you're wondering, doesn't that mean you t
"If you are still unsure of Mister's feelings, pay attention to the way he looks at you. Mister has never looked at anyone with such a warm gaze before." Gabriella lowered her head and closed her eyes, remembering the butler's words. It had been more than half a day, those words were circling in her mind. However, logic still refused to believe. "There's no way that man loves me. He is always angry and calls me troublesome. Neither one of my traits fit his criteria,” the woman muttered while propping her chin against the window. The scenery outside was still the same as ten minutes ago. The fence was tightly closed without a single car passing. "And why doesn't Max come home yet? Is he really avoiding me?” Gabriella grumbled before letting out a resigned sigh. “Today is really boring,” she mumbled with pursed lips. After a moment of silence, the woman turned towards the bed. Two teddies looked like they were waiting for their master.
"Do you still have Max's favorite cookie recipe?" Gabriella asked with sparkling eyes.In an instant, the butler was astonished to see the woman who suddenly approached her."Yes, Madam. Would you like to learn it?”Gabriella shook her head with a crooked smile. "I want to make it now."Minnie blinked in disbelief. After noticing the change in young woman's eyes, she hurriedly took out a tattered book from the cupboard."Do you need help to make it?"Again, Gabriella shook her head. “I can make it by myself. Thank you."Enthusiastically, the young woman prepared her little surprise. Never once did she frown. Something burning in the chest had pumped the spirit to make the husband smile."I hope my decision is not wrong," she thought every time worry came.***When night fell, Gabriella waited in the living room with a glass jar decorated with a red ribbon. The gingerbread neatly arranged inside looked