"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?!

applied a light

"Alright, let's go."

was stunned:

you know, this is called the no-makeup makeup look. It's designed to fool guys like you

every word

the Gibson Mansion,

saw her son's car. She hurried over with a smile to greet

as Leda got out of

It's too

like, "WTF?" What about me? Am I

I had to work late last night, overslept this morning, then took forever choosing an outfit and doing my makeup. We're

had barely stepped through

when he heard Leda playing the

dripping with sugar, a stark contrast to how she spoke

en

doing

Hmph!

"Oh, dear, that's no trouble at all. You must be exhausted from staying up late.

what can

ove

some warm soup? Oh, and could you also call the spa for us? We'll need an aromatherapy SPA

that work

have no problem

she wouldn't. It had been ages since her last spa day, and she hadn't expected

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