Cassandra blinked her eyes repeatedly. In this bewildered state, she looked like a beautiful doll.
By looking into her enchanting eyes, Rufus felt his heart soften.
'Well, she is definitely a silly woman. She drenched herself in the rain because she wanted to ensure her flowers were safe!' Rufus thought and laughed at the hilarity of it.
"If you are so fond of flowers, I will ask someone to plant you a whole garden of them. That way you can enjoy them to your heart's content,"
Rufus offered in a compassionate voice. As he waited for her response, he tucked her hair behind her ears. It was dripping with water.
The warm water showered Cassandra and filled the air with clouds of steam.
"No, no flowers. If possible, could you plant two Chinese parasol trees?"
Cassandra's eyes lit up. She looked at Rufus, hoping he would give her an affirmative reply.
"So you want to have Chinese parasol tree? But why? Chinese parasol trees are often surrounded by phoenixes. Are you trying to attract phoenixes?" Phoenix, in ancient mythology, was a kind of bird that preferred to settle down on Chinese parasol trees. And its presence insinuated confession of love.
Its symbolic meaning suddenly dawned on Rufus. He raised his eyebrows at Cassandra suspiciously.
Hearing his absurd suggestion, Cassandra shook her head and grinned.
"No way, I had no idea about that. I asked for them because they look lovely. When summer arrives, it would be amazing to sit under the shade. Anyway, I need just two of them,"
Cassandra replied to Rufus in a convincing tone. She shook his arms, acting like a spoiled child begging for his consent.
Rufus's eyes trailed down and Cassandra noticed a spark in them. Watching his gaze, she blushed a little.
"Hey, what are you looking at!" she screamed.
Rufus burst into laughter.
"You know what I am looking at," he retorted back.
He came forward and gave her a long kiss. Cassandra tried to catch her breath when Rufus finally let go of her. And Rufus observed her with his tender eyes. He could tell that Cassandra had savored that kiss.
He stood up and handed out a towel to Cassandra before he turned to leave.
"Sweating is good for you. Now you won't fall sick," he added with a smirk and closed the door shut.
Rufus's words left Cassandra stupefied. It became apparent that he had kissed her to stop her from falling sick.
However, she had thoroughly relished that kiss hence she couldn't help feeling stupid. 'What is wrong with me!' she shrieked internally.
Her face had turned crimson and she buried it into the towel. The warmth in her heart was equivalent to the steam in the bathroom.
Hours passed but the rain showed no sign of ceasing. The television and network were all reporting about the pouring rain.
Almost all streets were flooded. Cassandra was confined in this mansion. She couldn't go anywhere.
"Well, we're literally living in an ocean-view house now."
Cassandra sighed as she looked at the streets through the window. Suddenly, Rufus held her from behind.
"Stop looking outside, there is no way we can go outside. How about we do some exercise to release our pressure?" Rufus proposed with a wink.
"What pressure? I don't have any pressure! Go ahead and do it on your own, Rufus. Leave me alone, please,"
Cassandra rejected Rufus's offer. She didn't understand why Rufus was so energetic all the time.
"You don't have any pressure?"
Rufus squinted. He was putting his hands on her waist. But now, he loosed his hands and leaned on her shoulders with his weight.
"Come on, Rufus… You're so heavy!"
Cassandra screeched and tried to thrust him away.
"Now, do you feel the pressure? I do, I can feel it Cassandra. Come on, let's do something to relax ourselves."
"You...you are such a jerk!" the little woman argued back bashfully.
Rufus and Cassandra spent their whole day in the mansion.
Rufus followed Cassandra everywhere. No matter where Cassandra went, he would make it a point to be around her. Even when she was cooking in the kitchen, he stood by the door and admired her.
"Stop posing. Come inside and help me."
Rufus was speechless when he heard her invitation. He peeped and noticed that she had finished cutting the cabbage. At the moment, she was beginning to make salad.
"Don't you think it's a perfect idea that men work outside home whereas women take in charge of the housework? It is going to be my responsibility to take care of the family. You, on the other hand, will have the liberty to relax and stay young..."
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