A Noble Marriage

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When Karenin was young, perhaps people want to provoke his emotions or a relatively easy thing, but wait until he is now, in a high position, the corner of the eye and the eyebrow has been and youthful and childish, this thing is really very difficult.

Except for one person, or perhaps, this person, for one reason or another, brought influence to Karenin, making him sometimes a little unnaturally stubborn.

"I'm scheduled to go on a business trip with Stremov next week."

At breakfast, Karenin said so, because last night he had to attend to some official business, while Anna went to bed on time at his request.

"What kind of a man is Mr. Stremov?" Anna asked. Because she thought for a moment, she had not heard of such a colleague of Karenin's, although she did not know much about it either.

And when she asked this question, Karenin's hand stopped moving and the omelette was forked a little too hard.

"It should be categorized as someone I don't like." Karenin said calmly.

Anna listened and felt even more curious, after all, people who could be rated as disliked by Karenin were just as rare as those who were rated as liked by him.

After Karenin left, Anna decided to ask Kolny, the housekeeper, about it.

"It is obvious that the honor that Mr. Stremov has is not proportional to his character." Kearney said so.

The old butler had a lot of temperament and character similar to Karenin's, and it can be said that he was a rare and upright servant, not arrogant and not timid.

So, when she actually met Mr. Stremov, Anna was already somewhat biased in her mind and attributed to him a less than upright person.

In the afternoon, Anna finally met the gentleman.

"Good day, Mrs. Karenin."

Anna accepted Mr. Stremov's greeting and carefully and carefully sized up the other man.

Stremov was also a tall man, fit, with a nice moustache, and dressed very fashionably without being too out of place. He looked so much younger than Karenin by a year or two, but was also considered to be in a high position.

Although Anna had only had a conversation or two with this gentleman, she could see that the other man was a likable person.

Karenin's expression was always light, and he took Stremov to the study, which Anna noticed was the one he used exclusively for meetings.

Perhaps others would have thought that Karenin was just in his usual mood at the moment, but Anna could feel that the former was in a state of irritation.

It seemed that the word "dislike" had to be added to Stremov's description.

Anna drew her eyes back.

At dinner, they entertained Mr. Stremov, who also constantly praised the deliciousness of the meal and duly complimented the host and hostess, and the meal looked as if the guests had enjoyed themselves, but when the other party left, Karenin said that the weather was a little hot and he needed some ice water.

"I don't even hear him complaining when it's the hottest." Anna thought, then took over from Annuschka and brought Kalenin ice water with lemon on top.

"I just want ice water." Karenin frowned, he was acting like a child throwing a tantrum.

The servants in the house never dared to speculate on their master's thoughts, and usually, if Karenin ordered something to be done, they would just do it honestly.

Having been married for so long, Anna also knew this and realized how tolerant Karenin was of her. Many times, Anna would understand Karenin in her own way, for example, even though she knew he didn't like sweets that much, occasionally she wanted him to try them.

"Okay, then, no lemon slices." Anna said good-naturedly, and took the lemon slice off and carefully placed it in front of Karenin, and at the end raised her hand and picked up Karenin's right hand as if he were a little baby and needed to be treated very carefully.

Karenin realized what was going on and coughed slightly awkwardly.

"A lemon slice is nothing." Karenin said. He added the lemon slices and sipped them slowly, while Anna just looked at him with a smile.

The ice water dripped in the glass and Karenin seemed to calm down. He closed his eyes for a moment, then called out in a low voice, "Anna."

"What is it?" Anna originally sat somewhat lazily on the chair, and at this moment when she heard Karenin's call, she subconsciously straightened up her body, slightly towards the other party's direction, and answered.

She looked at Karenin, but the latter said nothing again, and then Anna thought she might have understood.

"Maybe I'm not thinking right, but then ......" she laughed lowly, then got up as Karenin looked at her, walked towards the other woman, and gave Karenin a hug.

She felt Karenin's body stiffen a bit, which means that maybe the latter really didn't intend to get a comforting hug from her, but then, as long as he wasn't pushed away, then a little capriciousness now and then is nothing, right? Anna thought like this.

"Alexei, because we are two people after all, there is no way I can fully understand your thoughts. So sometimes, I may just act with my own understanding. Maybe some of it is right and some of it is wrong, but I hope you can tell me when I'm not doing it right."

"I'm your wife, so you can always tell me."

After Anna finished, her right hand gently stroked Karenin's hair.

It was summer after all, and there was always something uncomfortably sticky when the skin touched. And the man, who always disliked the summer heat, did not push the woman away, but instead raised his hands and gently embraced.

"Why don't you like Streimov?" Anna asked.

"Actually, I was curious in the morning." Anna added to herself, "I went to ask Kearney about it, and what he said was that it seemed that this Mr. Stremov was not a decent person."

"Yes." Karenin replied, and his mood seemed to have changed for the worse again.

"There is nothing special about Stremov." Karenin let go of his hand; he was in the habit of leaving himself alone when talking about something, so that no element would interfere with his judgment.

Anna did not care about this. She pulled her chair over and sat next to Karenin.

"But," Kalenin mused for a moment, a rare hint of contempt and annoyance showing inside those blue eyes, "a man like him, who only talks empty words and pretty phrases at all, comes all the way through with his empty brain. And those who are truly talented and learned are left to be trampled on."

By the time he said this, Karenin had become somewhat agitated. He realized this and pressed his fingers with his hand to calm himself down.

Anna noticed this, she lifted her hand and gently covered the back of Karenin's hand.

The soft feeling brought Karenin back from his silence, and after a long time, he withdrew his left hand, which was underneath, and took Anna's hand in a somewhat warm grip instead.

It was still hot, with a slight sensation of sweat, but he didn't care.

"This is very irrational." Karenin himself reflected that in the past these activities and reviews existed only in his own head, not bared to anyone. Because he had long been used to solving these things alone.

Whether it was the early death of his parents or his brother, Karenin was already an adult who had endured many storms, but he still had some natural sensitivity in his heart.

As a powerful official, Karenin had to keep these things secret, including the tears of women and children that he could easily not bear.

But for the moment, he decided to confide in his wife.

"I understand these things better than anyone else. If a person is really talented and can be qualified for the position, then he will always succeed. And a person who has only knowledge, but lacks ambition and means, even if he gets the position, he will not do anything great."

"So it seems that a person like Stremov is not useless." Karenin said calmly, as if he was convincing some sense of justice in his bones. However, his words and look were a bit mismatched, strangely tinged with some irony.

Anna felt that Karenin was now like an adolescent, she had rarely seen the other side so nonchalant, but in any case, she felt that it brought her a happy mood. In a sense, yes, the feeling of dependence and trust made Anna feel happy.

She inwardly felt sorry for this joy, because her husband was now in a real state of emotional distress.

So she kissed him.

In his slightly dazed eyes, Anna knew she was being gentle.

Since they were married, as a wife, she had become less naive and cunning, even impulsive and complacent, as a little girl. Tenderness and loving compassion would gradually multiply in her heart.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Anna said in a casual tone, but with a somewhat determined look.

Like a doting parent, she said deliberately and very parochially, "It does seem to me that Mr. Stremov's rhetoric is unworthy of getting him the position he now holds."

"He's got all this power, but will he do anything for the people?"

"By that I don't mean to say that a man like Mr. Stremov doesn't deserve wealth or power. I just want to make it clear that if that's the kind of person the position needs, then Mr. Stremov is clearly not suited for it."

Anna this kind of eccentric words Karenin so smart how can not understand it, he even listened to himself feel that the words are obviously unfair.

He should have pointed this out, but it was as if the officer gentleman had some lump in his throat that was stopping him.

In the end, he nodded slightly, rarely approving of his wife in this very obvious lack of calm, reasoned commentary.