It was early in the morning when the plane arrived in Maldives. Kevin had been watching over the sleeping Anne for almost nine hours. He ignored the faint, dark circles that were formed under his eyes because he couldn't get enough of looking at her throughout the night.
"Here's your luggage, sir. We have arrived at our destination. Please wake up your wife," the stewardess reminded courteously.
The man waved his hand and said, "It's alright. Just put that here first."
The suitcase was only filled with her necessities that he could afford to buy again. She slept so soundly beside him so he took his time and admired her sleeping figure.
"Noted, sir. You are really good to your wife. Have a good trip!"
The woman continued to sleep even after they had arrived at the hotel.
Kevin carried her to their room and carefully covered her with a blanket. Once he put her down, he looked past the window. The night-view of Maldives was breath-taking, and the city lights gave their room a romantic atmosphere.
It was too bad that the woman was still asleep. After a while, she kicked the blanket subconsciously and exposed her fair skin in the process. It seemed like she felt warm under the thin covering. Kevin smiled at her antics and kissed her forehead gently. Without her usual temper and stubbornness, she was very lovely.
It was already seven o'clock in the morning when she woke up. Her mind went haywire when she saw Kevin under the quilt in a bathrobe. Her dress was also in a mess. She woke him up and asked, "Kevin, what did you do to me?"
She hid her body under his confused gaze. He creased his forehead at how she greeted his morning.
She looked adorable as she hid under the blanket. Her cheeks were tinted red out of anger after her rest was interrupted. The strap of her dress fell off her shoulder, revealing her fair skin.
She didn't look like a mother who had just given birth at all. She was just a young girl.
The man swallowed inaudibly at the sight of her. "How can you be so sure that I did something to you?" he asked.
He approached her with a sly smile on his face as the woman slowly backed away from him.
"You didn't?" She gave him a skeptical look.
As he saw her frustrated face, his smile grew wider. "It turns out that you like me so much that you've been expecting me to do something to you. Shall I fulfill your wish?"
He asked suggestively. Anne frowned and backed away further. "No."
She squeaked when she reached the edge of the bed. She almost fell but Kevin was agile enough and managed to catch her in time.
She opened her eyes when her back didn't come in contact with the floor and found his face undeniably close to hers.
There was a spark between them, the kind of spark that even strangers of the opposite sex wouldn't be able to ignore. What was more, they already had a child together, and Kevin wasn't that annoying now.
She closed her eyes tightly but she made up her mind that she would kick him if he decided to do something to her.
She opened her eyes when she felt him release her to the bed gently. She frowned at the man who sat on the chair opposite their bed.
"I won't do anything to you right now because you have to go out and enjoy our little escapade," he said affectionately. "But if you really want to, I'll satisfy you when we come back." His cocky expression made her annoyed so she rolled her eyes at him.
"Where are my clothes?" she asked after she glanced at the wrinkled dress she had on.
"Here!" He threw her a suitcase. "Choose what you want to wear."
She opened the suitcase and found all kinds of attires she never had. There were beach dresses, retro slippers, and even undergarments.
She was almost sure that these were not her clothes because they were all branded. 'Did he buy all of these for me?'
"These are not my clothes," she said.
She frowned at the expensive garments in the suitcase. Her relationship with Kevin was complicated and the last thing she wanted was for her to owe him too much.
"You don't like them?" He frowned. "I'll just buy you different ones."
He didn't know what kind of clothes women preferred. All he did was take out the most expensive garments from exclusive stores. His woman deserved the best after all.
"No, no. Just return these, Kevin." She didn't want to pay for all these expensive clothes
Even though she was also a daughter of the Ye Clan nominally, her life was not luxurious.
"Why should I return them? Just throw them away then we can buy you new ones," he answered.
"That's not what I mean." She sighed at his way of wasting money. "I like them all," she resigned. Her face showed no emotion but deep inside, she wanted to beat him to death.
She glanced at the suitcase once again and chose a white, long beach dress with a simple design and a pair of sandals.
She stood up to change but it seemed like this hotel was meant to please young couple. If not, why would everything look transparent?
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