"Hey, what's with the daydreaming? Hand me the water glass."

All was well until Leda spoke, and just like that-crash! The perfect harmony shattered.

York's mouth twitched, "Can I make a suggestion?"

"...Go ahead." Leda took a sip of her ice water, instantly feeling refreshed.

"Could you maybe soften your tone when talking to me? We're a couple, not enemies. You know, my mom would worry." "Worry about what?"

"Worry about her son being bullied by you!"

Leda was speechless.

"Should I speak like this then, honey? ~Do you think your mom would like this dress I picked out? It took me forever to choose~"

York felt numb all over: "Actually... maybe keep the edge. It's better that way."

The edge felt more normal.

Whenever Leda's voice went soft, he felt like he was a second away from being choked to death.

"Say 'edge' one more time, I dare you?"

York: "Not edgy, not at all."

But the word 'edge' was still there, wasn't it?!

quickly applied

"Alright, let's go."

was stunned:

no-makeup makeup look. It's designed to fool guys like you into thinking I'm not wearing any. Pretty clever, huh?" York, who had

word was a

time they arrived at the Gibson Mansion, it was

until she finally saw

of the car, Katrina took

come in. It's too hot out here."

was like, "WTF?" What about me? Am I not

to work late last night, overslept this morning, then took forever choosing an

had barely stepped through

the sweet girl in front

with sugar, a stark contrast to how

en

she was doing this on

Hmph!

looked at Leda with concern, "Oh, dear, that's no trouble at all. You must be exhausted from staying up late. You need to rest up. We've got some warm soup simmering in

what can I do for

ove

and could you also call the spa for us? We'll need an aromatherapy

that work

no problem with

had been ages since her

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