They were stuck in traffic for nearly 40 minutes before they got home.
After getting out of the car, Trixie took Kinsley upstairs first, while Daryl stopped.
Taking the elevator upstairs, Trixie took out the key to open the door. The moment she opened the door, she stood still.
The room was covered with petals, balloons hung on the roof and wall, the dining table was moved to the middle, the prepared meals were put on it, and lighted candles were placed in the middle of the dining table.
Trixie went to the middle of a large bunch of roses. It was delicate and charming.
Looking at the scene before her, Trixie was at a loss.
These days, all the unhappiness in her heart vanished at this moment, and her eyes were soaked with tears.
Daryl used to coax her with such small surprises, but Trixie just ignored them.
"Do you like it, wife?"
Daryl's voice came from behind. Trixie turned her head and looked at him with a smile and nodded.