100 Ch. 100 Can I Kiss You?
Richard sat on a wooden chair while positioning his wife on his lap in a sideways sitting position. Richard stroked Anxiaâs head with one hand while the other patted her hand gently as if to tell her that he would always be with her.
Receiving such a gentle and affectionate gesture made Anxiaâs heart constrict even more. She still couldnât think of the possibility that Richard genuinely cared for her. She still believed that Richardâs attitude and actions towards her were only because she was a woman who had given birth to his child.
Despite that, Anxia allowed herself to be comfortably hugged by the man. Anxia buried her head into the crook of Richardâs neck and quietly enjoyed the fresh scent from her husband. Warm pats on her hands and affectionate caresses on the back, what more could she ask for?
It didnât matter whether this man truly valued her or was only doing a husbandâs duty because. Anxia should be satisfied.
Anxia was an assassin, a hitman who worked for Master Yu for years. She has taken many lives without hesitation and didnât even flinch at the sight of mutilated human limbs.
She was a sinner and should get a spouse as rotten as her. At least she wouldnât feel guilty or pressured if her partner was someone like Wang Xuemin, a sniper.
Anxia could kill the man anytime as soon as he betrayed her or intended to leave her. She was sure that Xuemin would also do the same to her.
But Anxia couldnât think the same way when it came to Richard.
In the first place, she wouldnât feel guilty if she wanted to kill Richard. She would often even reveal her murderous aura in front of that man, but Richard always faced her upfront fearlessly. He could counterattack her nonchalantly and even threaten her, but the next second, he was gentle.
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Richardâs erratic changes in demeanor also overwhelmed her, but she didnât feel any malice whenever Richard approached her.
Anxia didnât understand how Richard could not hate her after what she had done to him.
Even if Richard wanted to be responsible and provide a complete family for Lori, normal men would still hate her. Another man might be planning to snatch Lori from her and wouldnât let her meet her only baby. But Richard didnât do it.
âAre you still sad?â asked Richard gently, bringing back her sense.
âIâm not sad.â Anxia was lying. She could lie and fool everyone but Richard. He could still detect her lies, especially since Anxia failed to conceal her downcast eyes.
âYou still donât want to tell me what youâre thinking?â although Richard knew Anxia had lied, Richard did not expose it and tried another way.
âIâm just getting tired of this place. When are we going to leave here?â
âIf you want, we can leave tomorrow.â
Hearing this unexpected answer made Anxia widen in disbelief. Anxia raised her head to look at the manâs expression to investigate whether the man meant what he said.
Anxia had tried to persuade Richard to leave the island, which failed every time, but now he was willing to depart only because she was tired of this place?
âTomorrow? Isnât that too sudden?â
âI hate seeing you depressed like this. If living here stresses you out, we better get out of here as soon as possible.â
âYouâre not afraid that Iâll run away?â
âDo you still want to leave me?â Richard answered her question with another question.
Anxia shook her head before answering, âI have no plans to leave.â
âI believe you.â
Richardâs unconditional faith in her caught Anxiaâs breath. She expected he would ask for some proof to guarantee she wouldnât escape, but he just believed her?
Furthermore, Richard confessed that he hated seeing her depressed. Does that mean Richard was willing to take the risk that Anxia would plan an escape just so as not to stress herself out?
Anxia couldnât describe how she felt right now. It was as if beautiful colorful plants grew on her heart to the point of overwhelming her. Her joy soon replaced unhappiness as if she had won some trophy.
Anxia didnât know why she was this happy as she had never felt this cheerfulness. She only knew a warmth enveloped her heart as if she saw a sun for the first time, for she had lived in the darkness.
Noticing how Richard looked at her made Anxia realize that her husband had totally won over her. Richard had occupied most of her mind, heart, and soul. Even if Richard wished to get rid of her, Anxia doubted she was willing to leave.
âAre you feeling better now?â Richard heaved a relieved sigh to see a thin smile appear on Anxiaâs lips. Her starry black eyes had their sparkling back, indicating that his wife was no longer sad.
âCan I kiss you?â Anxiaâs question made a certain heart stop beating as if time around them had frozen.
Not long after, Richard showed a wide bright smile with thrilled eyes as if he was excited to do something. His reaction toward her request caused Anxiaâs heart to pound wildly.
That smile... that looks... it was similar to what she saw in the photo on Calydtaâs phone.
âIs he that happy to hear her request?â
âXia Xia, you donât need to ask.â
Anxia couldnât control her pounding heart and felt she couldnât breathe when a large hand caressed her cheek and then led her closer.
Every second felt like an hour, making Anxia impatient. But she wasnât in a hurry and enjoyed the moment when their faces were getting closer and closer.
The smaller the distance between them, the more Anxia felt her husbandâs breath and vice versa. After it felt like hours had passed, but only seconds had passed, two pairs of lips pressed against each other.
There was no lust or passion but the outpouring of each feeling.
Both were satisfied and enjoyed the sweet moment with a non-aggressive yet lingering kiss. They spent the afternoon looking up at the mountain while waiting for their baby to wake up from her beautiful slumber.