Chapter Two Hundred And Ninety-one: Changes

The third point of view

No matter how hard Reina thought about it, she couldn't help thinking that Niklaus was glad she broke her neck. Why? You might ask

Ever since she had on a cervical collar for neck support, Niklaus could do whatever he pleased to her without resistance. Due to the fact she couldn't argue- if she argues, her neck hurts and the pain was endured by her alone. 

Talk about yesterday, Niklaus carried her in his arms for up to an hour and when she asked if his arms weren't hurting, this was his absurd reply,

 "You took away seven years of carrying my kids, so I'd carry you instead. How does it sound? Romantic, right?" he grinned sheepishly at her. 

Romantic, her ass! It wasn't at all! It was god damn embarrassing, he was treating her like an infant! Yesterday too, he fed her in the mouth in front of the children and patted her head afterward like a good kid.