Abel held up the bowl of soup and stirred it about with the spoon.
Emmeline said, “I can feed myself. You don’t have to do it for me all the time.”
Abel denied, “You’re my wife. Of course I need to take care of you. Just sit back and let your dear husband pamper you.”
“You’ll spoil me rotten,” Emmeline said playfully.
Abel said, “So what if I do? My wife deserves to be spoiled.”
Emmeline teased, “Since when did you get so glib? What happened to the stone-faced devil Abel Ryker?”
“I’m still a stone-faced devil when it comes to other people. But in front of you, I’m nothing more than a lovestruck man.”
Emmeline couldn’t help breaking into laughter.
Abel was happy to see that she was laughing heartily as well.
He leaned in and gave her cheek a peck.
“Be a good girl and get better soon. I’m constantly feeling the urge to do it. It’s unbearable…”
Emmeline’s face was instantly flushed red.
However, Abel was quite the obedient man that night.
After dinner, he held Emmeline’s hand as they took a small walk around the garden.
Once they returned to the bedroom, he also helped her shower.
The two of them then sat on the living room couch, leaning against one another as they watched television. They also played with Quincy from time to time before retreating back to the bedroom.
Abel held onto Emmeline that whole night, trying hard to control his baser instincts as the two of them simply slept.
When Emmeline woke up the next day, she felt like her body had fully recovered.
She took a few careful steps out of bed and didn’t feel any discomfort any more.
Abel hugged her from behind and kissed her hair, “Why don’t you come with me to the office? Ever since the lightning brought me back to my senses, I don’t want to leave your side for a single second.”
Emmeline said, “I don’t think that’s a good idea. You’ll be busy working and I’d be so bored.”
Abel kissed her neck and said, “I’ll spend time with you once I’m done with work. Be a good girl and come.”
Emmeline thought it over. She didn’t want to disappoint him, so she nodded, “Alright then.”
“That’s my girl,” Abel turned her around and kissed her on the lips.
The two of them then washed up and went downstairs for breakfast.
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