Still, why did the thought of this word give him a sweet feeling?

Frederick found out that he was surprisingly not repulsed by the idea.

Did he fall in love with a woman so easily? It was unbelievable! What did he love about her then?

Pretty? Proud? Capricious? Lovely? Rude?

As the voices of doubt and certainty collided in his head, his eyes froze as he looked at her who was still in a mood, tugging at the hangers in the bedroom.

Clutching a change of clothes and pajamas, Alicia then turned to the bathroom.

Her steps were wide and hurried, not at all ladylike... Frederick watched her all the way into the bathroom. Only with the sound of rushing water did he enter the bedroom. Sitting on the mini sofa in front of the bed, the corner of his eyes rested on the bathroom door.

She was indeed beautiful, rude but lovely! She was well-behaved and delightful. Even when she wasn't, she wasn't obnoxious.

In the end, Frederick concluded that she was perfect for him! With her around, he was always happy. Even if she were to anger him, he'd still be happy.

Perhaps, he was really in love with her. He was in love with a woman who wasn't elegant, not even the quiet, beautiful, gentle, ladylike type he had outlined in his dreams. Except for her beauty, it seemed that she didn't fit the type he dreamed of in every way. Still, it was at this point that Frederick realized that she was irreplaceable!

Meanwhile, Alicia was about to lose her cool and her cheeks puffed up when she walked out only to see Frederick sitting frozen at the end of the bed with a grin on his face.

he base

then

back to attention. Getting up, he then took his pajamas and went

the blanket with her body curled up. Smiling, he edged his way over to the bed. After lying down, he then pressed

body shrank. Her resistance was unmistakable. However, Frederick reached out and held her whole.

tightly, he lowered his head and

landed her fists on him. "You didn't keep your word! I don't want to talk to

he knew she was angry with him, he understood that there was no compromise on her

force of his hand and ignored the words she said. "What kind of wedding would

and she froze reflexively. Time seemed to pause at this moment. Even her resisting stopped. As her

did he... just

of wedding would you

ask such a

them had spent most of their time

he only asking for

married. He even started to acknowledge her in front of his friends

he might just be trying to coax her. However,

deliberated thoughtfully. "I want a simple

it's held. I don't need a lot of people to attend either. As long as we have friends and family to give us their blessings, that's enough. A wedding is just a formality and the level of grandeur does not mean the level of happiness, right? It's not the vows that matter. It's the action that matters,

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