Clarissa snapped out of her daze of being caught in Matthew’s good looks and tried as best as she could to face it indifferently.
She raised an eyebrow. She thought he would get down on his knees directly as she confronted him.
Apparently, the man was still taking his time to delay his punishment, or perhaps he was just putting on an act.
Matthew’s lips curled slightly as he stood there for a while. This woman sure is composed. She’s just staring at me in silence.
It was a little awkward for him, but on the veneer, he was able to keep his deep smile.
“Clare, here’s the washboard I asked Mrs. Lawson to buy promptly today. Is it to your satisfaction? I’ve pondered about it, and I think that you like your keyboard very much. So, if I messed up and damaged your keyboard, you’d surely be more pissed. Hence, I resorted to the washboard instead. At least this won’t be easily damaged.”
Clarissa laughed sardonically. “I think the keyboard is a better idea because it’s not that hard. You won’t hurt your knees that way. Why don’t you change to kneeling on the keyboard? I’ve used it for so many years, and I don’t like it that much anymore. I can buy a new one if it’s damaged.”
“No, no, Clare. I think it’s better with the washboard.”
“Really? Isn’t it because you’re scared that you have to type out the letters ‘I’m sorry’ with the keyboard while kneeling?”
“Of course not,” was Matthew’s reply, but the truth was exactly what Clarissa had said.
Matthew had looked it up on the internet, and he was astonished by the results he found. Those bizarre punishments were beyond him, especially kneeling on the keyboard because one had to also type ‘I’m sorry’ with their knees on it apart from just kneeling. And if there was any mistake made, one had to start all over again. Not to mention there were also other even crazier ideas including kneeling on a durian…
In comparison, the one with the washboard seemed to be the best among them all.
This was the first time the mighty Matthew had to do such a thing, and he had no intention to try those bizarre ideas at all. He opted for the more conventional and moderate one—the washboard. After all, it was him who proposed it. Hence, he had to bring himself to it regardless of the circumstances.
Clarissa smiled, but the smile faded from her face immediately. “Get going then!”
That might be the only instance that he got to see such rapid change of expression in his life.
Matthew finally gave her a helpless smile. Fine, looks like idle chatter isn’t effective in changing this woman’s mind.
All right. Let’s not waste more time. A true gentleman must be resilient. If other men can do this to cheer their wives up, why can’t I do the same?
With that thought in mind, he tried to relax both his knees and knelt down on the washboard.
Seeing as such, Clarissa sat up in an upright posture all of a sudden. She didn’t expect that Matthew would be willing to do that in actuality, hence, she was flabbergasted.
Feeling a little perplexed, she mumbled, “I can’t believe you’re actually down for it.”
Matthew chuckled softly. “I walk the talk.”
Clarissa pouted. “Who asked you to bring up the subject about the kneeling on the washboard, anyway?”
“I was only trying to cool you down, Clare. Are you still mad about it?”
Clarissa pursed and snorted. In fact, she wasn’t angry anymore. Seeing that Matthew was willing to go to such lengths, she was no longer pissed.
“It wasn’t because I couldn’t accept your suggestion, It’s just that I have my own preference as well. Besides, I’m a little conservative myself, so I won’t really wear anything that’s too revealing. It’s your overly autocratic attitude that made me unhappy.”
Matthew replied with a gentle tone, “I know, and that’s why I’m apologizing to you.”
Two-way communication and understanding were keys to resolving conflicts. The trick between the two of them was mutual understanding and compromise. Hence, instances of serious dispute were rare. What happened that day was one of the very few times when their conflict dragged on for a relatively extended span.
In the past, Clarissa used to think that it was hard for them to be really mad at each other and quarrel.
“All right, I’m not angry anymore, but you should at least ask for my opinion in the future. You can’t be so domineering…”
“Sure, Clare. I’ll listen to you. Can I get up first? It’s really painful…”
“Pfft…”
Clarissa burst out laughing and reached out to pull her husband up. Matthew got up and looked at the washboard, thinking how ingenious Mrs. Lawson was.
Clarissa seemed to be able to guess what Matthew was thinking, as she, too, was looking at the washboard which was carved out of wood and brand new. The grooves on top were all hard and tapered.
“Hahaha… Did Mrs. Lawson purchase this for you? Why didn’t she just buy those plastic ones? She’s an honest woman, all right. This really hurts, doesn’t it?”
Clarissa felt bad about it, and she led Matthew to sit down on the bed, checking his knees. As soon as she saw the groove marks on them, she relented instantly and was distressed. She couldn’t help rubbing against his knees tenderly and didn’t even dare to exert more strength.
“I’m sorry. Do you feel uncomfortable? I didn’t know it would be so serious. Look at you. You’re usually full of ideas and tricks; why didn’t you think of a way to gloss over it?”
As with Matthew, the irritation on his knees was only momentary, but he certainly savored the moment of being caressed by his precious wife.
Not to mention he had an even greater relish when he saw the distressed expression on her face. Even though he no longer felt the pain, it was necessary for him to show his faithfulness.
“How can I employ tricks or ruse in my apology to you? My affection and love for you are sincere, hence, my actions should be just the same.”
Clarissa pouted as she lowered her head and blew on his knees. Her breath brushed against his knees and over his thighs. In a flash, Matthew’s body went stiff. He had never felt such a sensation before, and his reactions came in no time.
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