"What's wrong? Babe? What's wrong?" He was a little nervous.
"Elijah, you're bullying me, how can you bully me? I don't want to be your wife, and I'd rather die than be your wife! You bully me!"
He looked at her helplessly, not ignoring her intelligent eyes that rolled around, wondering what bad ideas she was thinking. He lifted his eyes to look at her and raised an eyebrow, "Babe, tell me what you want to do."
Esther shook her head, forcing a few drops of tears out of her eyes.
"You don't have to give me your puppy dog eyes!" With just one sentence, he seemed to have understood her whole life.
"Elijah, don't bully me, okay?" Esther said in a weeping voice, "I'm an orphan, no one cares about, so you can't bully me, let alone molest me, you're molesting an underage child like me…"
Elijah's movements froze. "Esther, try saying that again!"
He just kissed her, and she said he was molesting her?
"You molested me!" She looked at him with red-rimmed eyes, looking so pitiful.
He really had found a doll bride. He got himself a wife, but at the same time, he also got a daughter. He looked down at her who still had teardrops on her eyelashes, and he wrapped his arms around her helplessly. "Alright, I get it, I won't molest you!"
"Really?" She didn't believe it and lifted her face to look at him.
"Really!" No way!
Elijah added in his mind.
Was intimacy between husband and wife considered obscene?
Esther rolled her pupils in his arms, then she suddenly took advantage of his inattentiveness to step on his foot violently. Her foot stepped on Elijah's shiny leather shoes, and then she quickly jumped aside, gloating and laughing. "Humph, that’s what happens if you bully me! I will take my revenge sooner or later!"
"Ouch!" He let out a muffled grunt as he felt the pain. Elijah looked down at his shoes, then at the woman hiding behind the couch. His countenance sank and he said, "Come here!"
"No way! I'm not stupid!" She didn't want to obey!
"Come right away!"
"I don't want to. Don't you think I don't know you want to get back at me!" She had thought of that.
"You silly woman, if I want to catch you, it will be very easy!"
"Humph!" Esther looked away, "Just come and get me, don't simply threaten!"
"Babe!" He stared at her, his cold male voice piercing her eardrums, "Come here!"
"Why are you being so mean to me? I'll be right over!" She pouted and walked over. He must be in a lot of pain after she kicked him so hard just now.
She approached him cautiously. "If you're in pain, then step on me! I did it on purpose anyway, I just did it on purpose to get revenge!"
Looking at his leather shoes that she had squashed to flat, she made a face in her mind as they were a pair of high-quality designer shoes.
"Give me a kiss and I'll forgive you!" He said in a deep voice.
"No!" She looked up into his handsome face, and she felt smothered for a moment. She was afraid of his gaze, which had a burning glint in it. She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and the embarrassment in her own eyes. "I'll just wipe it off for you!"
With that, she knelt to get a tissue to wipe his shoes, but he pulled her back. Then he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "No, leave it alone!"
"Pervert!" Esther was exasperated.
After that, he rubbed his ear and sideburns against her until her face was hot and heart was pounding, then he stroked her messy hair and gently brushed it behind her ear. "Let's go, you little imp!"
Such a tone of voice made Esther feel a burst of warmth from the bottom of her heart. She felt like she had been cherished as if she was back to the happy times she had with Hudson. Whenever she was in trouble, Hudson would be at his wits' end, even when she deliberately teased him every time.
"Elijah, if only you were my father!" She said from her heart and fantasized, not knowing at all that because of her words, the handsome face of the iceberg-like Mr. President turned into a cold expression all of a sudden.
"Damn!" In the president's exclusive elevator, Elijah could only roll his eyes when he heard those words.
When they got downstairs, there was no reporters around.
Elijah drove her to buy clothes and when they entered a famous French store, Esther frowned. "I'm not wearing this, it's uncomfortable!"
But Elijah had chosen a lot of sets. Those clothes were quite nice and mostly white, but she liked to wear T-shirts, denim shorts, and canvas shoes as opposed to dresses.
"I'm not wearing this, okay? Okay? Okay? Yes or no?" Esther hung her hand on his arm, completely unaware of how much she looked like she was being affectionate at this moment. She was simply being affectionate.
Elijah's gaze blazed like a torch, and an intense, hidden feeling passed through his eyes. "After buying these, we'll go buy what you like!"
"Really?"
So, they bought a lot of clothes and the trunk of the Veyron was filled to the brim.
Esther, however, frowned again. "Elijah, shouldn't we buy a present for your grandpa?"
Elijah didn't expect her to be so considerate. "Are you trying to please Grandpa?"
"Can I please him?" She asked.
"I guess so!" His eyes were deep.
"Then of course we have to please him!"
"Let's go buy it!"
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At the house of the Perry family.
Winnie arrived first.
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the writing is quite childish, but maybe it's just the translations...