After sobbing for a while, Yvonne suddenly stood up, pointed at the wedding photo on the wall, and said," Take it down."
"Why?" Samuel asked, puzzled. Was it so difficult for her to accept the fact, and that she did not even allow such photo to exist?
If that was the case, Samuel would have agreed with her and would not force Yvonne to accept anything she was unwilling to.
"Have you not seen the reluctance on her face? Why are you being so nice to her?" Yvonne cried.
Samuel raised his eyebrows and said without hesitation, "Because she's my wife, and we are legally recognized."
Yvonne threw herself into Samuel’s embrace. Fortunate enough, Samuel trained regularly. Otherwise, he would have been knocked over.
"I don't want to see it. Throw it away and burn it."
"Very well."
Yvonne's cry was Samuel’s weakness. He would do anything to anything to make Yvonne happy.
It was just a wedding photo. No big deal, just throw it away.
Despite the reluctance, Samuel would rather be in pain than to have Yvonne sad.
At that moment, Yvonne took a step back and looked straight into Samuel's eyes. Although she cried with her makeup on, she still looked so beautiful to Samuel.
"I want to take a new one with you," Yvonne said.
Samuel was stunned and had a lump in his throat. He had never shed tears regardless of the difficult situation he was put in in his entire life, but then, tears filled his eyes.
Yvonne threw herself into Samuel's arms again, tipped her toes, and kissed him.
Samuel’s brain lost its ability to think for a moment as he stood there like a log.
After god-knows how long, Samuel, who had not had time to properly indulge in her embrace, lost touch of i t as Yvonne ran away with a flushed face.
He licked his lips. Even the taste of her lipstick tasted sweet.
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