Anaya looked at Marcel and the warmth in her heart spread more and more until her whole heart was wrapped up.
“Nothing to say to your husband, huh?” Aunt Tango squeezed her eyebrows.
Marcel’s gaze fell on her, and his eyes clearly carried some expectation as well.
Anaya held her tongue for half a day before she said, “Next time don’t drive so fast, it’s dangerous.”
Marcel nodded, “Okay, I will pay attention in the future, but if I meet you in danger, then I can’t guarantee it.”
“Just this ah?” Aunt Tango eyes obviously some disappointment, “you girl, people Marcel so anxious to come back to help you, how also have to kiss and hug to show appreciation ah!”
Anaya: “…”
She can’t do it!
Not to mention that the two people are not that close now, even if they are really together, she is also embarrassed to do that kind of intimate things in front of others.
Luckily, Marcel relieved the situation, “Aunt Tango, she’s thin-skinned, let’s talk about this in private!”
Aunt Tango immediately understood, “Yes, yes, I blame me, I blame me, you two couples of things I do not get together ah, then I go home first ah.”
With that, Aunt Tango left.
Marcel looked to Anaya, “Shall we go back too?”
“Good.” Anaya nodded her head.
The couple returned home, and as usual, Marcel went straight to the kitchen and started working on dinner.
This is what he and Anaya agreed, Anaya cooks breakfast, he is responsible for making dinner, and then whoever cooks, the other one washes the dishes, we share the work evenly, no one loses.
As she was chopping vegetables, Anaya wandered in from outside and stood by, never meaning to leave.
“Are you hungry?” Marcel asked, “It’s going to take a little longer, I’m making the marinara for the lo mein, it’ll be ready in about half an hour.”
“No.” Anaya shook her head, “That, Mr. Pearson, can you turn your head over here?”
Marcel complied, put down the kitchen knife and turned his head to look at Anaya.
Without a bit of defense or preparation, Anaya stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.
A slapdash kiss, almost just touching the lips before moving away, but Anaya’s face still flew red into an apple.
“Thank you!” Anaya stammered.
Marcel’s eyes sank and his voice was low and husky, “Yes, you’re welcome.”
After saying that, he continued to turn his head and cut vegetables.
He didn’t dare to look back at Anaya again for fear that he couldn’t control it!
And seeing this, Anaya’s mood was a bit depressed.
What is the meaning of such a cold answer and immediately turning your back on yourself?
Is not like their own way to thank ah …
Anaya was tempted to ask about it, but finally held back.
If you really ask Marcel, you hate yourself, how can you get along under the same roof in the future?
It’s better to play dumb with understanding!
Anaya sulked and went back to the living room and sat down.
Pull out the phone was about to play, which suddenly remembered one thing.
The 1. 5 million is still lying in her account!
For a white collar worker like Marcel, I’m afraid a million and a half has been saved for a long, long time, it’s all the savings!
Anaya rushed to return the money to Marcel.
As it turned out, Marcel’s account was actually set to refuse transfers from anyone.
Yes?
She just held up the phone and went back to the kitchen, “Mr. Pearson, your facebook refused to accept the transfer, look, how can I pay you back this 1. 5 million?”
“Isn’t it all given to you? Your bride price, just keep it yourself!” Marcel’s tone was breezy.