Chapter 910
He liked to talk in an organized and concise way.
But, facing Paige’s endless chit–chat, Baillie realized that although he didn’t like people who talk too much, he really enjoyed listening to the person he liked.
Just by listening to her vivid descriptions, Baillie felt happy and content. He glanced down at his empty fingers.
He didn’t know whether his wife still remembered the wedding ring issue, and how much longer he would have to wait to wear it.
Hmm…
He messed up this time. If he had known, he wouldn’t have played this game and should’ve prepared a pair of rings directly, so he could wear the ring earlier.
When he returned to school, the professors knew he was married, and their first question was why he wasn’t wearing a ring.
Back home, Baillie took a shower first.
When he came out, Paige, who had just been enthusiastically talking about giving him a shoulder massage, was lying on the sofa, dozing off. Baillie smiled helplessly.
He gently picked her up and carried her to her room, laying her down softly.
Then, Baillie stared at Paige for a moment, and kissed her forehead, nose, and lips.
After kissing her, he planned to go back to his own room.
But, before he could leave the bed, his fingers were grabbed by Paige.
Baillie was stunned.
Looking at Paige, he realized she was still asleep.
Mumbling something unclearly, she just held onto his hand tightly.
Baillie thought for a moment and decided to lie down beside her.
With his nose filled with Paige’s scent, he stared at the ceiling, his heart pounding like thunder.
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