Ranita's spine stiffened. She lowered her eyelashes and pushed away Brendon's arm, silently putting on simple and comfortable home clothes.
"Are you... not angry anymore?" Brendon's voice was low, as if he knew he had gone too far this time.
In truth, Ranita didn't blame him. She blamed herself.
"I'm not angry." Pausing for a moment, she said, "You're busy with work and can't afford to waste time. Boatleigh Manor is so beautiful that it's really a pity you couldn't see it properly."
As for who he was with or what he was doing when he wasn't around, she didn't want to ask.
"Ranita... are you really not angry?" Brendon looked down with dark circles under his eyes. His handsome face looked tired and it was clear that he hadn't slept well.
"Really. Didn't you say I wouldn't care?" Ranita saw that his complexion wasn't good and pursed her lips saying, "Did you rest well?"
"Mm... I didn't sleep very well."
"Well then go rest now. I'll make something to eat and call you when it's ready." Ranita gently pushed Brendon while wearing the same expression as before.
Brendon made an affirmative sound without even changing his clothes before falling asleep immediately after lying down again. He must have been very tired.
A marriage among three people was indeed exhausting.
Ranita quietly made dinner and called Brendon up to eat together. They chatted casually before sleeping in each other's embrace
Ranita nestled in his arms listening to his heartbeat feeling both sourness and sweetness in her heart.
"Can't sleep?" asked Brendon squinting at her.
"What about you? Why aren't you sleeping?" After pausing for a moment she asked, "Can you stay here today?"
Ranita never thought that she would be so humble when reuniting with her husband at home but instead felt like the canary who had turned upside down despite being the one married to him all along.
"Sleep! Goodnight." Without answering back, Brendon held onto her while gently stroking her back.
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