Please behave My Lord

Chapter 239: Her Husband

Chapter 239: Her husband

It was already very late when Mariana reluctantly left the Firmamento Orphanage and returned to the

village.

During this period of time, Mariana had been sick and most of the time, the house nanny had gone to

take care of her and bring her food. Today, when she was discharged from the hospital, she had

greeted the nanny ahead of time, but the fact that she had been gone so long before returning still

worried the nanny a little.

Just as she heard the door open, the nanny dropped the things in her hands, wiped her hands on her

apron and quickly went out, and actually saw Mariana changing her shoes at the door.

-Madam, where have you been all day? How come you disappeared after a quick hello? You should be

hungry now, right? I'm cooking, it'll be ready soon," he said, giving Mariana a look up and down before

calming down a bit, urging her to go upstairs to change and going back into the kitchen.

The warmth in her heart was still flowing. Being cared for by the nanny in this way, Mariana just felt

very warm, and this feeling had not been seen in a long time.

Mariana couldn't help but smile before going upstairs and getting ready to change her clothes.

But when she got upstairs, she saw the pale yellow light coming out of the study. It passed vaguely

through the doorway, but still caused Mariana's heart to tingle a little.

This studio used to be used only by her and Leopoldo, so now, it was obvious that Leopoldo had

returned.

Her heart trembled and fluctuated a little, Mariana only felt some emotions fluttering in her chest,

unable to fit.

During this period of time in which she had been ill in the hospital, only on the first day the nurse told

her that "her husband" had come, but other than that she had not seen Leopoldo's figure again.

Now that I thought about it, it had been a long time.

The corners of her mouth curved into a bitter smile, Mariana couldn't help but shake her head and

finally passed through the room, entering her bedroom.

The warmth seemed to have faded earlier, and all that remained in Mariana's mind at that moment was

a faint desolation and helplessness.

When she changed clothes and came downstairs, the nanny had already prepared dinner.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Mariana became excited, and the heat inadvertently

overwhelmed her.

Just as he sat down, the sound of soft slippers creaking against the wooden floor of the stairs rang in

his ears.

When she raised her head, Mariana saw the man coming down the stairs, his hands in his pockets, his

face sullen and cold, with a slight carelessness, his silhouette seemed sculpted by the hand of God.

In a slight daze, the man had already walked slowly to sit across from her.

Pursing her lips, Mariana ended up lowering her head.

The nanny next door was a little surprised to see how the two of them were getting along, her eyes

twitched slightly, but she habitually raised a big smile and said.

-Madam, congratulations on your return from the hospital, this is the red wine I took from the cellar first

thing this morning, I prepared it early and came to welcome you.

With that, the nanny magically pulled out two tall glasses from behind her and placed them side by

side, pouring them gently, one in front of Mariana and the other in front of Leopoldo.

Hearing this, Mariana's gaze flickered slightly as she secretly glanced at the man in front of her, with a

hint of something strange crossing her mind.

The villa's wine cellar belonged to Leopoldo, she was not a good drinker and therefore was not in the

habit of drinking wine, but she also knew that if she wanted to get those expensive red wines out of the

cellar, she still had to ask Leopoldo for it in advance.

The man casually lifted the tall glass in front of him and, with a slight flick of his wrist, gently shook it a

few times and watched as the liquid rose and overcame the clear wall of the glass, then quickly fell and

sank to the bottom.

The cold, stern face with the bright burgundy color was like a bold, magnificent painting.

Finally, under the nanny's anxious gaze, Mariana raised the wine glass at her side and leaned forward

slightly to gesture.

-Thank you.

Even though the answer she gave that day when she asked the nurse about who had brought her in

was a fireman, she still could not forget the familiar figure she had passed before she fainted, that cold

breath and that embrace with the faint scent of tobacco that surely only Leopoldo possessed.

He dared not ask directly, fearing that the thought was just a subconscious flash of his mind asking for

help before he was on the brink of death.

But she knew that even that image was the dim light that sustained her as she groped her way from

darkness to light.

Even if it were not true, the drink would be a token of appreciation for visiting her in the hospital.

With a smile in her eyes and a hint of sentimentality, Mariana looked steadily at Leopoldo, the corners

of her mouth still curved stubbornly in a slight arch.

The cold gaze fell on the woman in front of him, and Leopoldo, as if out of carelessness, reached out

and clinked his hand against the woman's glass, causing a crisp sound in an instant.

Then, they both drank it all in one gulp.

The nanny was very happy to see that she had promoted their emotional development, so she didn't

bother the two of them anymore and smiled as she walked away.

After that, Mariana said nothing more and the two finished the meal in silence.

Shortly thereafter, Leopold took out a tissue and briefly wiped the corners of his lips, his long frame

rose and he went upstairs without a word.

Looking at the man's back, Mariana's eyes flickered slightly, and the chewing action in her mouth also

stopped unconsciously. Her whole body was a little dazed.

Despite the fact that he was wearing soft and comfortable clothing, this man was still as cold as ever. It

was even difficult to approach him, as if he was wrapped in a hard shell to hide his soft heart, carefully

concealing all his emotions and not allowing others to see even a hint of them.

But even so, Mariana would still worry.

She wasn't sure about Leopold's past, but she had always known he had an imperfect family, like her.

She tried to get close to him, to melt that hard iceberg, to get even into his heart, but the cold would

also freeze her, making her prepare to work hard again and again, however, because of the pain she

dared not move forward.

The best thing would be for two people with scars to hug, warm up and draw energy from each other.

The corners of her mouth curved into a slight self-deprecating smile and Mariana couldn't help but

shake her head.

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Picking up the bottle of red wine, Mariana filled a glass for herself, tilted her head and drank it all in one

gulp.

The sour liquid kept sliding down his throat, making him feel his heart and chest burning as well.

However, that drowsiness made her feel somewhat satisfied, as if those bad emotions finally had a

place to release themselves.