Hansen asked, “What’s next?”
“But later I thought about marrying someone you love who doesn’t love you back. Even if you marry him, he’s just going through the motions. You can’t escape the trials and tribulations of life. Marrying someone you don’t love who loves you is also bad. There must be a reason why you don’t love him. Living a lifetime with him would be painful. Thinking about it this way, it’s better to find a suitable person.”
Hansen chuckled. “This generation of young people, they have their own thoughts. They are independent in thought and character. They’re much stronger than our generation.”
Naomi added, “Times are changing, and there’s no harm in them discussing. Molly should look out for her future in-laws, and Leo needs to find a wife. Mia, an experienced one, always has a clear understanding. It would be a good thing for her to talk more with Molly and Leo.”
Hansen nodded in agreement.
The discussion only ended when Andre came home that afternoon.
After dinner, Mia, much like a puppy chasing its tail, was orbiting around Andre.
Mia was asking her husband for a favor. “Honey, I’m so bored. I’m stuck at home all day. I want to go out. I’ve toured every nook and cranny of our house. Please take me out for some fresh air, will you?
“Even a walk around Maplewood Estates would do. I don’t want to be locked in at home anymore. Naomi won’t let me go out. Dad is worried about me going out. Molly can’t drive. You sent Leo away. Cooper isn’t at home. You’re my only hope. Please take me out.
“I’m going mad with all this bed rest. Please, let’s get some fresh air.”
Andre, dizzy from his wife’s relentless circling, wasn’t sure if she was feeling the same. “Alright, stop spinning.”
Immediately Mia stopped spinning, and collapsed into her husband’s arms. All her weight was resting on him. “Honey, take me out for a stroll. I’ve been indoors for almost ten days now.”
Andre tried to negotiate, “I have some work to do today, honey. How about I take you out in a few days? Is that okay?”
Mia knew right away. It was another letdown. She got up from her husband’s arms, sighing. “You carry on with your work. I’m going for a walk in the backyard.”
Mia felt like she could flatten the backyard grass with all her walking. She even knew how many flowers bloomed in the garden.
The next day, Andre left for work. Mia, bored out of her mind, got the hose and turned on the tap. She didn’t care about her big belly, and washed several cars in the house.
When the gardener tried to trim the flowers, Mia took over with the big scissors. She snipped the plants with a flurry. Then she threw the scissors away and started contemplating life by the fountain.
When Molly returned from work to the Cedillo family, she saw her best friend sitting by the fountain, lost in thought. “What’s up, planning on taking a dip?”
Mia replied, “I want to soak my feet.”
“Drop that idea. This fountain was adjusted by a fortune master my father hired. It’s not to be defiled by your feet.”
Mia said, “I want to play with water.”
…
Mia waited for her husband to take her out in a few days, but ended up staying at home bored for another five days.
When Leo came home, he noticed Mia’s listlessness. She was holding her belly, leaning against the sofa, looking up and counting the crystals on the chandelier.
“Mia, what’s wrong?”
“Counting.” Mia continued her counting.
Leo mimicked Mia’s position. He sat down, leaned against the sofa back, and looked up at the largest chandelier in the Cedillo family’s living room. He had just counted a few when his eyes got blurry.
“How long have you been counting?”
“All day.”
Leo turned his head quickly to look at Mia. “How many days have you been home?”
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