Leon took Michelle and Nina to eat strawberry cake.
There were two presidential suites on the top floor of LC Hotel. When they passed by the door of the other suite, the door cracked open.
Nina stopped in front of the door, letting Leon and Michelle continue to walk on ahead.
Through the slit in the doorway, Nina saw a familiar figure.
The man seemed to have seen her, too, but he just looked at her calmly for a second and then turned around.
There was a meaningful smile on the man's face.
Nina was stunned.
It was her husband standing behind the door.
John did not go back home to North Yard but got the suite next to Leon's.
Nina wondered how long he had been standing there, waiting for her to pass by.
"Nini, what's wrong?" Leon turned around and found Nina standing in front of the other presidential suite.
She stopped and snickered, which was strange.
When she heard his voice, she became serious again. "Nothing. I'm coming."
While they were eating cake, Nina's mind seemed to be someplace else.
"Where do you want to go after this?" Leon asked her deliberately.
"What? I don't want to go anywhere," Nina answered quickly, which just proved that she was thinkin
na really did not sleep well the previous night.
She was already used to sleeping with John by her side.
Hearing what Michelle said, Leon looked at his sister.
She really looked tired.
Nina had been alone since she was a child. It was only natural that when she met someone she could rely on, she would quickly develop a desire to stay with that person all the time. Leon could understand that Nina might not be feeling well when she was apart from her husband.
"Fine. Have a good rest, Nini. Be a good girl, okay?" Leon implied that he did not want her sneaking around with John.
Nina simply nodded and smiled.
After finishing their strawberry cake, Leon and Michelle accompanied Nina back to the suite. Then, they left for the amusement park.
Half an hour after Leon and Michelle left, Nina jumped up from the sofa and went to knock on the door of the other presidential suite.
The door was not locked.
Nina turned the doorknob and opened the door slowly.
Before she could say anything, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist, swept her off her feet, lifted her up, and carried her into the room.
Soft, familiar lips crashed into hers.
She was unable to say anything.
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