It wasn't over until late at night.
Natalia was so exhausted by the time he took her out of the bathroom that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.
She didn't want to move as he carried her to bed, blow-dried her hair, and tucked her under the covers.
Archie turned off the light and lay down.
He stretched out his arms to hug her.
Natalia, however, turned over, with her back to him. She didn't want to talk to him at all.
Archie smiled, didn't force her, and let her lean on his arms.
"I'll go on a business trip tomorrow, and I may come back in half a month. When I come back, I will take you to Othua. Before that, you just stayed with your bestie, okay?"
When she heard Othua, Natalia cheered up.
She opened her eyes and wanted to ask something, but she held her tongue, irritated at the fact that he had not stopped when she pleaded for mercy in the bathroom.
Archie ran his hand along her hair, wrapped her soft black hair around his fingers, and whispered, "I will be on a trip for long. It takes me at least half a month. You should take good care of yourself at home."
I let Nancy take good care of you and Mrs. Dottie would come back. You can let them help you. When you encountered any trouble, you can ask Peter or Stephen, or my grandma for help."
Natalia could not help but turn around to look at him, with a worried face.
"Why do you have to stay outside for so long?"
Archie said nothing.
Natalia pursed her lips and suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her face against his chest.
"I am just worried about you. You bear the burden given by the McCarthy family. You must be very tired, right?"
Archie chuckled.
"Worried about me?"
"Yes." Natalia nodded.
"Give me a kiss."
"No!"
Natalia patted him on the shoulder. Though she knew Archie's been working hard all the time, but Natalia could not help feeling worried.
Everyone saw Archie living a decent life. Only the people close to him knew how much pressure he undertook.
She tightened her arms, put her face against his chest, and said nothing.
The night was long and the room was quiet.
Perhaps because she was so tired, Natalia slept very soundly.
When she woke up the next day, it was nearly noon.
She looked at the alarm clock, let out a scream, and immediately got out of bed.
Then she felt a sharp pain in her body as if she had been run over by several big trucks.
Natalia lay down, covered her face with a pillow, and howled.
She shouldn't have been worried about him.
He was about to be on a business trip, but he could still be so energetic with her for the night. So, he sure could take good care of himself.
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