Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Oti / The husband’s beauty, the wife…
September marks the beginning of autumn in Kent.
The weather in Ceylon is mild all year round, with no distinct seasons. The so-called autumn is only slightly cooler than the summer, but this is enough reason for wealthy ladies to prepare new season clothes.
However, the new wife, Ms. Audrey, had no interest in joining the elders' lively discussion, even though this had once been one of her favorite activities.
At Winston Manor, the ladies gathered in the flower hall.
The latest dresses and accessories arrived from the clothing store, and Aunt Anna was choosing lace for her hat.
"Sweetheart, cheer up and help your aunt to see which one is prettier, the pink one or the green one?" Anna looked at Audrey who was holding the puppy in a daze.
"A beautiful lady doesn't have to make a choice. Of course, I'll take them all." Audrey said these sweet words casually, making Anna very happy.
"Oh! I thought so too!" Anna beamed. "I want both!"
"Anna." Jenny quietly tugged at her sister's clothes, signaling her to be more restrained.
While smiling, he said to Greta, "Mrs. Cooper, please be sure to pay for the things we choose."
Greta smiled: "Jenny, we are already a family. It's just a few decent clothes."
"I've lived in Winston Manor for so long and have caused trouble for you and Herman." Jenny was still polite.
Edward, who was reading a newspaper, was pulled up and immediately agreed with his wife: "Oh! Yes!"
Then he looked at the waiter who was serving the door: "Ma'am, please give me the bill."
The Whites were a big customer, so the clerk didn't dare act on her own. She just looked at Greta, who smiled and shook her head at her. Then she said to Jenny, "If the calculation is so clear, then wouldn't I have to pay for all the socializing you've done for the Whites during this time?"
"Oh, Greta, don't be like that." Jenny laughed and covered her lips with her fan.
Anna blinked and said playfully, "Look, Jenny, don't worry! We are dressing up nicely and bringing honor to the White family. Mrs. Greta is generous and will certainly not mind!"
Jenny glared at Anna, but did not stop her from choosing clothes.
The Norman family originally planned to go back after the wedding, but perhaps because their performance at the dinner party made the White family proud, and Audrey was reluctant to leave her family, Greta took the opportunity to invite her in-laws to stay for a while.
Jenny also wanted to spend more time with her daughter, so she agreed.
She was well aware of Audrey's social awkwardness. As a newly-appointed wife, she inevitably had to interact with people in her social circle. While she was here, she could help her daughter get acquainted with them.
So, for the past month, the Normans have accompanied Audrey to various social events. It's unclear whether Mrs. White has made any progress, but her family has received a lot of praise. Anna, in particular, has become a celebrity in Kent's social circles.
When Anna was a girl in her parents' home, she loved to be lively. But after she married Wickman, she lived a hard life for a long time and could only take advantage of Jenny's presence from time to time to play.
But how can that time be compared with now?
The southern nobility gathered, and the closer to Mellenwyck, the more rules there were. The Norman family was only considered upper-middle class in Losen County, and Anna was just Jenny's sister, without a respectable husband's family, so it was common for her to be left out at the ball.
It’s different now.
Kent County is located in the north, surrounded by industrial cities and almost everywhere is a business family, and the White family is the leader among them. Social dances here have neither cumbersome rules nor the pretentious old-fashioned aristocracy.
Anna was highly respected as the daughter of a squire, and her warm and cheerful demeanor made her even more admirable. She was reluctant to go back!
Greta looked at Jenny's elegant manners with envy, then looked at Anna's confident appearance and sighed, "I really hope you can stay here forever."
This way she could just stay home and play with the cats and dogs instead of having to talk to the ladies about the weather.
Audrey held Greta's arm, leaned on Jenny's shoulder, and sighed, "Yeah, I really hope you can stay here forever."
Jenny gently squeezed her daughter's hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Audrey doesn't understand how to deal with people, but a mother should understand.
After all, they are the mother's family, how can they always live in their son-in-law's house? Greta doesn't mind, but Hermann may not.
As he was thinking about this, he looked up and saw Hermann coming down the stairs, accompanied by several secretaries who were reporting on their work.
In the midst of his busy schedule, he raised his eyes and glanced at the dazzling flower hall.
Of course, he did not disturb the ladies from choosing clothes. He just looked at them for a moment as a greeting.
But the moment he looked at her, Audrey quickly covered her face with the fashion album. Her cheeks behind the book were white and pink, and gradually turned red.
Hermann seemed calm, but only he knew that for several minutes he had not heard anything his secretary said.
Jenny and Greta looked at each other and laughed secretly.
The awkwardness between the young couple started on their wedding night.
At that time, they improvised a whole dance in the moonlight, and were then urged by the villagers to move to the town to join the bonfire party.
In such a warm and joyful atmosphere, even Hermann couldn't resist the urging and drank half a glass of wine. Not to mention Audrey, whose face was already flushed by the time she came to her senses.
She could drink quite well and remained sober at the end of the party. Looking at Hermann again, his face remained the same, without any change.
"Great, you're not drunk!"
Audrey breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she wouldn't be caught by the elders. Although Miss Norman was married, she was still afraid of being scolded by her mother.
On the way back to the manor, Audrey hummed happily, recalling the fresh experience she had just had.
We talked all the way, but the man behind me didn't say a word.
Audrey didn't care, since Herman was always a man of few words.
When I got home, the party was over. I was about to sneak upstairs when I saw Greta and Jenny waiting in the hall to catch someone!
“!”
Audrey had no choice but to hide behind Hermann.
"Oh! Where have you been? Why didn't you tell us? You made us worry all night." Jenny pulled her daughter out and sniffed her. "Did you drink?"
Audrey felt dizzy and lowered her head guiltily: "A little bit, not drunk."
Herman: "A little bit, not drunk."
"?"
Audrey and Jenny turned around at the same time. Hermann had an expressionless face, and his dark grey eyes stared directly at the mother and daughter.
Audrey waved her hand in front of him and held up two fingers: "Hermann, what's this?"
Herman frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with the other party treating him as a fool. He grabbed her wagging fingers and walked straight upstairs. "I'm not drunk."
Audrey was pulled forward by him, her head dizzy from the alcohol. She laughed: "Really? What time was it just now?"
"Yes."
Audrey smiled slyly: "No, it's three!"
Hermann stared back at her.
"Okay, it seems you're not drunk." Audrey said, "Then...what's my name? You have to tell me within two seconds, one, two!"
Herman snorted coldly: "Isabelle Norman."
"Okay...you got it right again." Audrey laughed, her cheeks flushed. "How many little Whites are there in our family? How many are puppies and how many are kittens? Quick answer! Three, two..."
"Six puppies and twelve kittens, eighteen in total."
"How many hairs does Charles have on his head?!"
“Soon there will be only zero left.”
“Hahahahahaha!”
…
The two people engaged in meaningless question-and-answer sessions along the way.
The two mothers who stayed where they were looked away, looked at each other, and suppressed their smiles.
Obviously, they have reservations about the person's statement that he was "not drunk", but they do not intend to expose it.
Audrey returned to the room feeling unsatisfied.
It was rare to find Hermann who would answer every question, and she was eager to find out his savings and safe password.
But Herman was very defensive and kept silent about anything he shouldn't have answered, so Audrey still wondered if he was drunk.
She decided to ask the question in a different way!
"If you're not drunk, then tell me ten of my strengths. Give your reasons seriously and don't repeat yourself." Audrey pulled Hermann to sit down, her drunken blue eyes sparkling.
The beautifully decorated wedding room was softly lit. The young couple sat side by side on the edge of the bed. In the corner, two figures intertwined and overlapped.
Hermann seemed a little tired. He leaned against the head of the bed, casually untied his bow tie, and propped up his head to look at her.
Her long silver hair shone on the white pillow, and her dark gray eyes reflected Audrey's flushed face.
Audrey was also a little tired. She grabbed a pillow and lay down in the middle of the bed. She held her face with her hands and looked at Herman with a smile: "Huh, you can't tell that you are drunk. So you are drunk after one glass!"
She held her face in her hands and laughed out loud, the soft flesh of her cheeks squeezed into a ball.
Hermann looked at her and suddenly laughed, his voice very soft.
Audrey was stunned. She shook her head and felt that she was drunk too.
In the soft light, the snow on the Morpheus Snow Mountain melted, and the spring breeze turned into rain. It turned out to be such a beautiful sight.
She was blinded by the beauty.
"You're very smart." Herman's cold voice brought her back to her senses. "Although you're stupid most of the time, you can occasionally have a flash of inspiration."
Audrey was about to get angry, but then she realized Herman was answering that question, and she couldn't help but be curious: "For example?"
"For example, you are an outstanding designer, very talented, and can surpass many people in this field."
"Including you?"
"Including me." Herman nodded frankly.
Audrey was overjoyed, humming with her chin raised. "I'm more than just a designer. I have many talents you don't know about!"
Hermann looked at her and smiled again.
Audrey stared at him without blinking, feeling that the iceberg had melted too frequently today, which was really unusual.
"You're very kind," Herman said again. "Although I don't think showing kindness to strangers is particularly commendable, it's obviously a virtue in a universal sense."
Audrey was dissatisfied: "Can't you just praise it without adding any supplement?"
Herman was obedient tonight: "Okay."
Audrey opened and closed her mouth, as if she was still complaining.
Hermann heard nothing. He tilted his head to look at her with a smile on his lips, as if he had taken off all his armor and was completely relaxed.
"You are beautiful."
One sentence brings silence to the room.
There is no girl who doesn't like this compliment.
Audrey took a deep breath and raised the corners of her mouth: "Of course, without a doubt!"
She waited for another turn, but Hermann said nothing.
Audrey suddenly felt her heartbeat slow down.
She quietly kicked her legs and moved forward, getting closer to Hermann, so close that she could smell the aroma of alcohol on each other, and so close that she could reach out and touch the scattered silver-gray hair.
Audrey tilted her head back as the warm yellow light shone on her face. She had many questions she wanted to ask, but in the end, she hesitated and said, "What do you mean by praising me for being beautiful?"
The water-blue eyes are clear and moving. Bathing in such a gaze will make people feel the warmth of being surrounded by love - those are a pair of eyes that know how to love.
Herman stared into those eyes, his Adam's apple rolling, unable to look away.
The brain paralyzed by alcohol stopped working. It seemed sober, but in fact, there were only fragments of the wedding left in the head - the bells in the auditorium ringing, petals flying in the sky, and a dragonfly-like kiss landing on the bride's pink lips.
He approached unconsciously, and Audrey froze, staring at him blankly.
The long silver-gray hair scratched her cheeks, causing tingling.
At the moment when the warm breath was about to fall on her face, Audrey nervously closed her eyes, her heartbeat quickened, and suddenly—
"Bang!"
“……?”
Audrey waited for a long time, but the kiss she was looking forward to never came.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the silver-haired gentleman slumped on the bed with his eyes closed.
Audrey was stunned.
She quickly went forward to check his breathing: "Oh! He's still alive!"
Audrey patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
etc? !
She suddenly came to her senses.
So, Hermann was drunk all along?
He praised her so many good qualities. Was he just drunken talk or was he sincere?
Was that last action a misunderstanding? Or was it...
"Does he really like me?" Audrey murmured to herself.
She was not good at guessing other people's thoughts, let alone a man as cold as Hermann.
My mind was turning over and over again, and after less than two minutes of thinking, I started to have a headache!
Audrey was a girl who was honest with herself, and she knew clearly that she had some feelings for Herman.
My sister once said that it’s not shameful to like someone openly.
If he feels it and is willing to reciprocate, that would be great.
But if he doesn't like it, that's okay.
She will feel a little lost, but she will not deny herself because of it.
A girl’s feelings are like a rose covered with morning dew. Once it blooms, the beauty of the moment will be eternal.
Audrey shook her head.
So, don't think too much.
Anyway, she and Hermann are already husband and wife, and they will live together no matter what the outcome.
Audrey thought so and moved closer again, carefully looking at Herman's sleeping face.
He has long eyelashes and handsome features, but the most amazing thing is that he looks a hundred times gentler when he sleeps than usual.
Audrey nodded with satisfaction.
The husband’s beauty is the wife’s glory!
But you can't keep looking at this face, or you'll end up like a drunkard.
She tilted her head and looked for a long time. The dim light and the late effects of the alcohol made her a little dizzy.
Audrey was groggy and suddenly realized that she was not much more awake than Hermann.
She looked at that face, and as if possessed by a magic power... gradually moved closer.
My thoughts were a step slower than my actions. By the time I reacted, I could already feel his even breathing.
Looking at the face so close to her, Audrey was too nervous to blink.
Like a dream, she felt confused and lost in thought—closer, closer...
She held her breath and kissed his cheek lightly - and then it was separated.
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