Edward Harper was pushed by her, his mind becoming a bit clearer.
"Tomorrow, come back with me," he emphasized again.
Clara Knox, at this moment, was like a cat being petted the right way, obedient beyond measure.
"All right," she replied, her voice soft and gentle.
The next second, Edward kissed her again.
"Edward, Edward…"
Edward bit her lip to punish her for her poor memory; he had emphasized many times to call him "husband," yet she still couldn't remember.
"Clara, call me husband!"
"You get up, there's no T."
Clara thought up an excellent reason; after all, there were few convenience stores nearby the villa, and going out to buy anything was inconvenient.
As expected, Edward immediately flipped over and lay back in his original sleeping spot, panting heavily.