Rosalynn hung up the phone and walked up to Wayne, raising her hand to touch his forehead. "You don't have a fever..."
"Where are you going with the suitcase?" Wayne asked.
Rosalynn was stunned, then looked towards the suitcase in the living room, about to explain.
Wayne held her shoulders. "Are you running away again? Do you regret saying that you love me last night?"
"Stop shaking me, it's making me dizzy!"
Rosalynn pushed away Wayne's hand.
"Are you an idiot? That's the luggage I brought back yesterday. I haven't unpacked it yet!"
Wayne froze, and his imposing manner gradually dissipated.
"Oh..."
"Why are you acting so strange?" Rosalynn shook her head. "Breakfast as usual?"
Wayne replied, "Sure..."
"Put on your shoes, Mr. Silverman." Rosalynn finished speaking, shook her head, and walked towards the kitchen.
Wayne didn't see her face after turned away, which was full of uncontrollable laughter.
Wayne's breakfast was quite simple.
Two slices of toasted whole wheat bread, crispy on both sides, spread with unsalted peanut butter, and a cup of black coffee.
Rosalynn added an additional fried egg today to nourish his brain.
Wayne changed his clothes and came out, reverting back to his usual elite and imposing appearance.
"Are you going out with Paige?" Wayne asked.
"Yes. We planned to go shopping." Rosalynn sat opposite him, propping her cheek with one hand, watching him eat.
Wayne eating was also a pleasing sight, as if he were shooting a commercial.
"Later, I'll give you my credit card. Buy whatever you like." Wayne paused for a moment and asked, "Do I look good when I'm eating?"
"We're not married yet, so don't call me 'wife' casually." Rosalynn tied his tie while saying, "What if you slip up and say it in public?"
Wayne embraced her waist and pulled her into his arms. "What can we do? My wife is someone I'm proud of!"
Rosalynn's heart warmed.
"Alright, let's hurry downstairs. Sean is probably getting impatient!" Rosalynn spoke and held Wayne's hand, pulling him towards the door.
When they reached the entrance, Wayne stood there, unmoving.
Rosalynn understood what he meant.
She tiptoed and pecked his mouth corner. "Take care on the way."
"Just the corner of my mouth?" Wayne held onto her waist, not letting her go, furrowing his brows, looking dissatisfied.
Rosalynn gritted her teeth.
She simply cupped his cheeks and planted several kisses on his lips in succession.
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