Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

"Mrs. Shi, you are back. I can prepare dinner for you now."

"No, I won\'t have dinner tonight. I have a headache." Nina was so angry that she snapped at Helen, which she would not normally do regardless of how she felt. She glared at John as if she was going to pounce on him and rip his head off.

Then, Nina marched upstairs. She stomped loudly enough for everyone to know she was pissed.

Helen ran after her, looking worried. "A headache? Are you sick, Mrs. Shi? I\'ll call the family doctor right away."

"No," Nina retorted.

"No," John said at the same time.

"It\'s just a headache. It isn\'t serious."

He would not allow her to go out wearing makeup tomorrow even if she pretended to be sick.

That was not going to happen.

Nina snorted derisively and continued marching upstairs. Her footsteps were still heavy as if she was protesting.

Helen sighed. It was said that the frequency of quarrels between lovers determined the degree of their love for each other. Most normal couples only quarreled every two or three days.

However, John and Nina quarreled nearly every day. They must love each other very much. Helen could not bear witnessing such scenes on a daily basis at her age.

"I\'m going to go cook something." Helen excused herself and went to the kitchen.

anger in his eyes rose again. He bent down and patted her little face. Her face was as tender as tofu and warm like morning sunshine.

"Get up and clear your shopping cart."

Nina gritted her teeth with her eyes closed. Then, her eyelids flew open.

She slowly sat up and found John sleeping next to her. She was sure that she had locked the door, so she should be dreaming right now.

John often appeared in her dreams, and she often beat him in her dreams. She remembered buying a lot of cosmetics last night so she could look more beautiful.

Since she was in a good mood now, she decided she would show mercy and not beat him this time.

Anyway, in her dreams, she could do whatever she wanted.

"John, stop it!" With a coquettish pout, she slowly knelt up and leaned into John.

She raised her head, pouted her little mouth, and kissed the corner of John\'s lips. The kiss was especially loud in the quiet early morning.

"Could you please stay quiet and let me sleep?" Ignoring his plea, she reached out her hand to touch his face, which had little stubble that had grown overnight. She rubbed her face against his chin.

John had never seen Nina like this before, but all the same, she could easily extinguish the fires of his anger by simply being close to him.

John not only lost his composure in an instant but also his principle. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Just buy whatever you want."