Flash Marriage: Shrewd Wife, Devious Husband -
Chapter 156: Appreciation And Gratitude
Chapter 156: Appreciation And Gratitude
"Okay," Marcella said. "But where is this coming from?" She asked.
Tony might have been thinking about it all this time, but for her, it came out of nowhere.
"You were talking about the list~"
"About that?" Marcella interjected him. She kissed him. "I forgot about it..." She kissed him again. "Honestly, I don’t know why I got so angry. But you are so cute, Tony..." She kissed him again and again. Pushing him on his back, she climbed on him and kissed him. She could feel the beast between his legs awakening. With a grunt, Tony flipped her back and she giggled as he kissed her neck.
The entire night went by as Tony embraced her to his heart’s content. Marcella’s pleas to let her rest went to deaf ears and without even caring that he had to go to work the next day, Tony continued.
When Marcella woke up in the morning, it was already half-past eight. She looked to her side and Tony’s side of the bed was empty. She got down from the bed and figured out that her legs were too weak to walk.
Covering her face in her hands, she giggled. She didn’t know why she loved this life so much. Their house now has a lot of staff and they would know. And yet she didn’t have any shame.
"You woke up..."
She looked up hearing Tony’s gentle voice. His morning voice was gentleness mixed in with laziness and that matched more to the mystique of his character. Lately, she saw the inner child in him and she loved hearing the tone she was used to hearing from him in the past.
"Sleep in," he rubbed her head. His fingers got tangled in her messy hair and he gently ran his fingers through her hair untangling the knots.
Marcella sat with her eyes closed. Even she wouldn’t be this gentle on her hair but he was. Tony showed his care for her by little things like this.
"I’m not going to sleep more," she said. "You’re so mean, Tony," she looked at him. Her caramel eyes were misty and her cheeks were blushed red. "Everyone will know... I can’t even walk..." She hid her face again.
Tony chuckled.
"What are you feeling bashful about? We are married—newly married too. Everyone knows we do it..."
Marcella hit his arm and that still didn’t stop his laughter.
"So what if they heard your moans? It’s not~"
"What?" Marcella grabbed his collar. "Did I moan that loudly?" Her eyes were wide and she wanted to bury herself in a hole deep enough to hide her forever.
Tony pressed his lips. He didn’t think his little wife would be this bashful about this. She looked adorable with her confused eyes trained on him.
"Don’t worry about them. Queen Victoria and Prince Albert didn’t. They were open about this almost a century ago in a much more conservative society~"
"Oh, shut up, Tony!" Marcella buried her face in his chest. "It’s not time for joking around..."
Tony kissed her head. "What do you suggest we do then?" he asked. His wife was too cute to handle. He loved her.
"We are not doing it like this again," she said with a pout.
"Okay," he agreed. He loved her and he decided to lie about this to her.
"Thank you," she cupped his cheeks. "I feel like I’ve been through hell. Why do you look like an angel? You are glowing," she asked. She was genuinely surprised to see him bright and cheerful. He stayed awake as long as her. It was mind-boggling.
Tony chuckled and kissed her palm. "Eat something before you leave, Tony. You’re busy these days. Your health will get affected if you don’t eat properly," she said. She couldn’t help but sniff his hair. "Ah... You smell so good."
Tony kissed her. "I’ll do everything my wife says."
"Good boy," she patted his cheek.
Marcella thought that he would leave. It was already late. But he carried her to the bathroom.
"You said you couldn’t walk," he said when she asked why.
Marcella could only smile in glee. She couldn’t even get her words out. She could only smile to show her gratitude. He didn’t have to do this. There are others to look after her but he chose to do it himself. She could feel his love.
When she came out after freshening up, the bed was made up. He had changed the sheets and the astonishing thing was he had put all the dirty laundry into the laundry basket.
"Take rest. I’ll talk to the staff," he said and kissed her forehead before he left.
Marcella sat leaning on the headboard and waved him goodbye. "Call me," she said as he closed the door.
He blew her a kiss.
A few minutes later, their nanny brought Joey to the room. Her breakfast. Marcella learned that her dear husband had told the staff that she was sick and asked them to take care of her while she rested.
How thoughtful!
After playing with Joey for some time, she ate her breakfast. She fell asleep with Joey. She woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. It was Tony! When she asked him to call, she didn’t think that he would call. He told her that he thought of calling her when he went out for lunch. He asked whether she had her lunch. It was not a long call but Marcella couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day thinking of that phone call.
When he returned, she told him how much she appreciated that short phone call that made her exhilarated that he was thinking of her. From then on, Tony called her whenever he was free. Even when he was in a meeting, he would call her during the break. Their calls wouldn’t last more than a minute but that created a strong bond between them.
Even after doing it for long, their phone calls never turned into something that had to be done out of obligation. There were days when Tony called her once or twice the whole day and some days, he would call her once an hour. Marcella appreciated every call the same and she never demanded he should call her "X" amount of times. Maybe that’s what kept the passion alive.
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