Anna grabbed Wayne’s hand, but he shook it off and grunted, “Go away!”
“It’s me, Anna” Anna said, frowning. And she thought, You don’t know who I am? Looks like you’re really drunk.
Wayne raised his head, resting his face on his arm. “Who are you?” he asked after staring at Anna for a few moments.
“Who do you think I am?”
At that moment, Ryan was helped to his feet by the servants. He reached out, patted Wayne on the shoulder, and asked, “How come you haven’t recognized your own wife? You’re so stupid!”
“There’s no way I wouldn’t know my wife!” Wayne propped himself up on the table and staggered to his feet. He moved closer to Anna to examine her. And Anna took a step back as she smelled the strong odor of alcohol. She worried Wayne would fall down, so she reached out to support his shoulders. “Wayne, wake up,” she said.
When Wayne saw Anna’s frown, he smiled and smiled, “That’s right, you’re my wife.”
Hearing that, Anna was on the verge of bursting out laughing. She realized he could only recognize her when she was angry at him.
“Really? Look at who she is, Wayne! Otherwise, you’re screwed!” Ryan made a joke.
“Well, come this way, please,” a servant said as he helped Ryan to his bedroom.
Suddenly, Wayne tightened his grip on Anna, making her almost unable to breathe. “Wayne, stop that. It hurts.” Caught off guard, Anna said to him.
“Honey,” Wayne whispered, and his breath blew on her hair. No matter how hard she tried to break free, he wouldn’t let her go.
“I’m going to forbid you from drinking later if you don’t let go of me.”
“Baby,” Wayne exclaimed. His voice was sexy and low, making Anna’s heart race. She was immediately flushed. And when she noticed the maids beside her covering their mouths and snickering, Anna was embarrassed and irritated. She really wanted to punch Wayne hard and tell him to stop talking so intimately to her in front of the servants.
“Baby, I miss you,” Wayne said, leaning against her neck. He was trying to be cute, which made him look like a different person.
Anna was enraged, but she knew he’d drunk and there was no way she could talk sense into him. She then gently patted him and said helplessly, “Okay, I’m here. Let me take you back to your room.”
Wayne rubbed the back of Anna’s neck. As Anna didn’t dare to look at the servants, she quickly walked toward their bedroom with him.
Because he was so drunk and he staggered all the way, Anna could barely move him. She had to work hard to drag Wayne to the bed and lay him down. After finally dragging Wayne to the bedroom, she rubbed her aching wrists and sat on the bed’s edge to catch her breath.
“Wayne, you’re so heavy. Do you have any idea how tiring it is for me to drag you all the way here?” Anna grunted as she removed his slippers and tossed them aside before unbuttoning his shirt.
When Wayne grabbed her hands, she was halfway through unbuttoning his shirt. Before she could react, he dragged her to the bed. He began to kiss her passionately, passing her the taste of wine.
“The door is still open!” Anna snapped.
“Ouch! Be gentle!”
“Ah!”
***
The winter wind blew the fallen leaves to the ground, making the city appear dull. The streets were still lovely, but there were few pedestrians on them. Jasper and Isabella’s wedding was scheduled for Sunday, so everyone planned to arrive two days early.
Anna was still in the hospital operating on a patient the morning before the flight. She rushed to the airport immediately after the surgery. After arriving at the airport, Anna tried to call Wayne to ask where he was. She then noticed a woman standing in the distance.
That woman was folding her arms and yelling at her husband. “Don’t come near me! I’ve told you many times that I hate your mustache!”
“I forgot to shave it.”
“Nonsense! I know you did it on purpose.”
“Believe me, honey! I really forgot about it.”
“Don’t call me honey!”
Anna walked over to them after hanging up the phone. “Peace, are you lecturing your husband again?” she asked.
Peace shook her head. She immediately smiled and hugged Anna when she saw her.
Anna placed her hand on Peace’s shoulder and looked sympathetically at Karl, who was sitting in the chair. “Karl, what kind of art is this?” she asked, looking at his comical mustache.
Peace told Anna a few days ago that she and Karl had had a big fight. They argued only because he had recently developed a strong desire to grow a mustache. Anna thought it didn’t matter because men always had interests that women couldn’t comprehend. Anna had no idea what other people thought of it, but she knew that Peace disliked men with beards, regardless of how neatly trimmed they were.
Peace immediately frowned. She said, “What he’s doing is nonsense, but not art! I’m not sure what he’s trying to do with that damn beard. I’m telling you, I’m not going to sit with him later.”
Karl, who had been well-tampered, told his wife with a smile, “Sorry, dear. I really forgot to bring a razor. I’ll shave it when we get to the Maldives. Don’t be upset.”
“I’m not upset with you! Let’s go sit over there, Anna,” Peace walked toward an empty seat, completely ignoring Karl.
Anna motioned to Wayne on the other side, telling him to look after the kids. And Peace began chattering as soon as he sat down. “I’m so angry at him! He’s not the type of man for a beard!”
Anna laughed and said, “I heard he was opening an art gallery. Is he doing this to make himself look more like an artist?”
“Huh? He did not paint the paintings or create the sculptures. He did nothing but spend money on it. He just likes to do weird stuff! He could have done more meaningful things.”
“What do you want him to do? Clean the house and look after the kids?”
“Oh, Martin’s really getting on my nerves lately! He’s only eight, but he’s already gotten into much trouble. He acts just like his father! And he would rather live with his grandparents than with me. I don’t know what I should do about him.”
Hearing that, Anna raised her head And found that Tammy was fiddling with her phone as Karl chatted with his daughter Apple in the distance. And Martin wasn’t there.
When Anna noticed Peace had a worried expression, she said, “You’re not angry because Karl has a beard, but because of Martin.”
Peace raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
“I’ve got an idea that might persuade Martin to move back home.”
“Really? What do you have in mind?” Peace asked.
“Who is Martin’s worst nightmare?”
“Me! I would lecture him whenever I saw him, so he’s definitely afraid of me most.”
Anna raised her chin to the sky and said, “No, I don’t believe so. Martin is terrified of you, but he got his grandparents to protect him. So, he may not be afraid to be lectured by you. He will not listen to you at all.”
“What are you talking about? Other than me, who else would he listen to?”
“Look over there.”
Peace looked in the same direction as Anna and found a young girl in the distance with a ponytail. Her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, “Right! Tammy! Martin was reluctant to attend the wedding. But when I told him everyone was going, he agreed. He knew he would see Tammy there. “
Nothing could make Martin fearful since he was a child, but someone in the Wright family could. She was seven years older than Martin, just enough to keep him in check. Most importantly, Tammy was always a role model for Martin. So, he adored her and considered her to be a goddess.
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