Chuckling in response, Zivon replied, “Not at all. After all, now that you have the grandest wedding on the planet, you won’t ever have to be jealous of other women…”
His tone was confident, and he deserved to be. After all, aside from everything he had done today, she hadn’t forgotten the city-wide firework display last night! Which man could even come close to comparing to his capabilities?!
Though she was proud to say that he was now truly hers, she couldn’t help but mutter, “…Even so, you may have been a tad too wasteful…”
Chuckling in response, Zivon replied, “You’re already watching over my wallet, huh? Don’t worry, though I’m already in my thirties, I’m nowhere near my retirement age. You’ll always have extra cash to spare, and besides, if I don’t spend my money on my wife, what good would my money be?”
Hugging his arm, it took Xavia a moment to mutter, “…Thank you for giving me such a grand wedding, Von…”
Even if she were to die in three months, she was now sure that she wouldn’t have any further regrets…
Looking at her with a smile, Zivon replied, “No need to be so polite with me, silly…”
After saying that, he was about to pat her head when he noticed how well her hair had been made… Refraining from ruining her hairdo, he then attempted to cup her cheek… but it was then that he realized that he didn’t want to ruin her beautiful makeup either! Feeling helpless, all he could do was mutter, “…You’re so beautiful that I don’t think I can even bring myself to touch you right now… I guess we’ll start tonight, though… I wonder where I should start…”
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