Remarriage Failed Again Today

Annabelle clutched her hands to her chest nervously and took a step back. "Leona Grant, I’m not feeling well. Please, don’t..."

"Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good in no time." He pressed down on her, a roguish grin on his face. "This conversation is now over. We’ll settle the rest in bed. Thank you for your cooperation."

"..."

...

Their last round had ended in the bedroom.

Leona Grant had carried her to the shower. When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already dark.

"Annabelle..."

Leona Grant sat up in bed, calling out to her pitifully, "Are you done sleeping? Let’s go out and have some fun. We have to work tomorrow, and I don’t want to be cooped up at home..."

"..." Annabelle was just too exhausted. Hearing his voice, she simply rolled over and went back to sleep.

Seeing her ignore him, Leona Grant began to stroke her cheek, whining playfully, "Why do you keep sleeping? Get up and keep me company, won’t you? I’m so bored..."

’...’ ’How can I not sleep? I’m exhausted.’

"Annabelle..."

Leona Grant draped himself over her, peppering her face with kisses and calling her name. "Come on, get up. Stop sleeping..."

"..."

"If you don’t get up, I’m going to kiss you!"

"..."

"I’m really going to do it!"

"..."

"I’m not kidding!"

"..."

Leona Grant cradled her face in his hands and kissed her.

"Mmph..."

Annabelle had been sound asleep, but she suddenly felt like she couldn’t breathe. She frowned, uncomfortable.

She groggily opened her eyes to find Leona Grant kissing her. She grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him. "You bastard!"

Leona Grant caught the pillow, chuckling softly. "You’re finally awake," he said cheerfully. "Want to go out for dinner?"

"No, I’m not going." Annabelle shoved him away, irritated.

But right after she said that, her stomach let out a shameless GROWL.

Annabelle: "..."

’I’ve only had breakfast today. It’d be a lie to say I’m not hungry.’

But Annabelle truly didn’t want to get out of bed. She was just so tired.

"You silly girl."

Leona Grant’s lips curved into a smile. He scooped her up from the bed, blankets and all, and carried her to the bathroom.

After an entire afternoon of his unrestrained demands, Annabelle was exhausted to the point of collapse.

Her eyelids were too heavy to even open. Leona Grant set her down on the bathroom counter and carefully brushed her teeth for her.

After brushing her teeth, he lathered her face with her facial cleanser. With her face all white and her eyes blinking open to look at him, Leona Grant thought she looked just like a little bunny.

’God, I love being this close with her. It’s so sweet I could burst.’

But then...

"AH..."

Annabelle got face wash in her eyes. The stinging was so bad that any trace of sleepiness vanished. She hopped down from the counter, tears streaming down her face as she scrambled to rinse her eyes.

Realizing he’d messed up, Leona Grant quickly fetched her slippers and put them on her feet.

Once the stinging in Annabelle’s eyes finally subsided, she glared at him angrily.

Leona Grant wrapped his arms around her, trying to placate her. "Please keep me company. I’m so bored all by myself..."

Annabelle was exasperated. ’Being with this man is just one exasperating moment after another.’

’How did I never realize he was this clingy before...?’

Annabelle looked at him, her eyelids drooping with exhaustion. "You could go hang out with your friends..."

"No way," Leona Grant said firmly. "What guy with a wife would still hang out with that pack of single losers? We’ve got nothing in common anymore. I’m not hanging out with them."

Xylas Shepherd, Nathaniel Locke: "..."