Lola, indifferently looking at the bowl of soup in front of her with red dates, tremellas, medlars and other ingredients, firmly refused it, and said, "I don't want it."

Harry was holding a fork in his hands, and he suddenly became a little bit stiff, and said, "Or I could just feed it to you with my mouth?" If she really wanted that, he would've been willing to do it.

He had threatened her again! "I'll drink it later."

The man then felt satisfied, and he seemed to be thinking of something when he stared at the indifferent woman sitting opposite to him. "You promised to remarry me while we were in bed last night."

Lola stopped eating her lunch and tried her best to recall what she had said.

It might have been when she was begging him to stop. He said that he would stop only if she promised to remarry him, and she had no choice but to do this.

"And you believed a woman's words when she was having sex with you?" She spoke to him without any concern and then continued to have her lunch.

... This time, Harry was left speechless. He wondered whether he could trust in her words or not. He had believed every one of her words up until this moment!

"Lola, don't displease me, " he said. Pretending to be angry, he then put down his fork on the table.

The woman didn't even look at him, but replied, "You had had sex with me all night. Did I displease you then? You weren't satisfied with me now, were you?" She now looked at him with a threatening emotion in her eyes.

Harry couldn't help but smile back to her. He picked up the fork and continued to eat his lunch again. "I couldn't have dared to be displeased when my wife said she was pleased." Harry would comprise to win her back!

Lola swallowed the spaghetti in her mouth, and then said, "Another thing: don't call me 'wife' again. I'm already another guy's fiancee. Now I've become a skittish woman because of you. Would you die if you didn't bother me at least a single day?" Thinking of her own current situation, she could not find any difference between herself and the women who were straddling at two boats at the same time! She was particularly annoyed.

The man leisurely ate the spaghetti in his plate. After swallowing, he said, "I could get rid of your skittish woman reputation at any time, as long as you wish it. And yes, actually I would die if I didn't bother you every day."

He pointed out the three words "I would die", which led Lola to stare at him furiously. She didn't want to speak on this topic any longer. She would be the one speechless now.

"Where's my daughter? You said she would come today, didn't you? Why haven't I see her yet?" asked Lola.

Looking at his watch, Harry said, "Our daughter will arrive in less than in an hour." He decided to let them spend the afternoon together; he would not bother them.


After lunch, Lola wiped her mouth and then entered the kitchen for the first time.

She didn't do anything as long as she was in Harry's company, which felt embarrassing.

Seeing that she had picked up a smeary dish in a careless manner, Harry sneeringly said, "I advised to be careful when..."

But when he nearly finished his words, Harry heard a loud bang. Lola's hands were clumsy, and the dish fell on the ground, breaking into many pieces.

...

Looking at the mess on the ground, she felt that she had been foolish from the start.

Harry walked up to her immediately, and took her away from the mess. Then he asked her with a concerned tone in his voice, "Did you get hurt?" But he found that she was fine.

Lola shook her head, inwardly sighed, and after she looked at Harry, she said, "Were you insane in loving such a stupid person like me?" Was there any woman much stupider than she was?

She couldn't cook and also couldn't wash the dishes properly or even clean up the kitchen. Was she even qualified to be a mother?

"I didn't marry you because I wanted a servant; there are other people to do this kind of things. You just had to warm up the bed for me, and you certainly did a good job!" He then took a broom out of the closet to clean up the mess.

... Lola looked at him again. "Are all the men in the world as bold as Harry is?" she wondered.

"Mr. Harry, where's your asperity?" She ironically looked at the man who had already begun to clean up the pieces lying on the floor.

He cleaned the broken pieces off the floor with care, threw them inside the trash bin, and then started to place the rest of the dishes into dish-washing machine.

Finally, he turned around, and looked at Lola. "Asperity? I don't need that when I'm chasing my wife." He then held Lola by the shoulder and they walked together to the living room.

The woman felt uncomfortable, but the man didn't intend to put down his hand. They had already initiated their endless battle.

Soon enough, the woman was pinned down by the man on the sofa. She said, "Leave me alone! If you touch me again, I'll castrate you with one of the kitchen knives!"

The man couldn't help but laugh at her words. Wearing a flirty smile on his face, he whispered in her ear, "You would be worried if I were like that, wouldn't you?"

She was so annoyed that she kicked him in his thigh. "I can't expect it anymore."

The man quickly grasped her kicking foot.

When he kissed her red lips, the villa's doorbell was suddenly heard ringing. The man loosened his grip on her and then went to open the door.

Lola sat up, checked her clothes and then also walked to the door with her anger now suppressed.

It must be her baby!

When the door opened, Joey, who was holding Nicole's hand, entered through it.

"My dear Nicole!"

"Mummy!" The two hugged each other happily.

Looking at Lola's blossoming smile, Harry admired her almost instantaneous mood reversal.

The scene moved Joey - a mother and daughter being finally reunited. His eyes were red and almost filled with tears.
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