Raise Love-90-Excuse me, can I be my husband

After greeting Aunt in the kitchen, Aria sat down beside the sofa and started talking to Mr Winslow.

Mr Winslow shifted his attention from the TV, asking with concern, "Are you getting used to school? Is there anything that's bothering you?"

"I'm used to it." Aria nodded and smiled. "My roommates are easy to get along with. Don't worry about me. Besides, Maya is also at school. It's just that the military training was a bit tiring."

Amara Winslow put Aria's backpack aside and snorted meaningfully, "Of course she's used to it. She seems really happy."

Aria forced a smile: "..."

Mr Winslow gave his son an annoyed look, then carefully examined his daughter and chuckled, "Indeed, you've gotten a lot tanner."

Aria wasn't very hungry after having hot pot, so she sat at the dining table and picked at a few bites of food while chatting with her family.

This was the first time she had gone to school so far away. Aunt smiled and said, "Your father was really worried about you. One night, he suddenly woke up in the middle of his sleep."

Aunt picked up a piece of spare rib for Aria, and Aria pursed her lips and said thank you.

"I turned on the night - light and when I turned my head, I saw him sitting there wiping his tears. It gave me quite a scare. I asked him what was wrong, and he said it was nothing, that he just missed his daughter."

Mr Winslow felt embarrassed at being exposed. His face turned slightly red, and he scolded in a low voice, "Why are you talking about this?"

Aunt laughed, "Look, he's embarrassed."

Aria looked at her father seriously. As the man grew older, the years of hardship had left their marks on him.

Before she knew it, the white hairs at her father's temples could no longer be hidden.

Aria's nose tingled, but she smiled and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "I miss you too, Dad. If you miss me, you can call me."

Mr Winslow smiled and agreed, his tone full of relief.

For a father, the biggest hope is nothing more than for his children to be happy, get into a good university, and have a bright future.

Simple as that, as long as they have a promising future, it's better than anything.

His late wife had hoped the same.

"Wow, really? There's such a thing?" Amara Winslow said, munching on a chicken wing with a hint of dissatisfaction. "Dad, I'm also away at school. How come I haven't seen you cry because you miss me?"

"..."

The warm atmosphere was instantly dispelled.

Mr Winslow glared at him. "Just eat your food. What are you butting in for? You're a grown - up boy. Why would I miss you? Miss you getting called to the school by the teacher every day? Or miss you asking me for money?"

Amara Winslow covered his chest: "..."

A direct hit!

So, was he just picked up?

The whole family burst out laughing.

Aria laughed along, feeling both happy and sad. It wasn't that she thought Aunt was bad. It was hard for this family to feel like a family again. She just couldn't control her longing.

She really missed her mother.

Even after several years, she could hardly remember clearly how her mother smiled gently and beautifully. Her mother's face was blurry in her memory, but she still missed her deeply.

This kind of longing hadn't lessened a bit as time went by.

...

In the evening, after returning to her bedroom, taking a shower, and changing into her pajamas, Aria lay on the bed and let herself recall the days.

Holding her phone, she scrolled to the chat box with Ryder. Looking at the last few messages he sent, she couldn't help but laugh.

He was really right.

Her brother... didn't seem to like him much?

In her private space, Aria completely relaxed. She shook her phone, rolled around on the bed a few times.

Suddenly, she accidentally touched something and clicked on an emoji under the chat box, and it was sent immediately.

When Aria stopped rolling around, she saw it.

"..."

Aria was stunned.

Two emojis.

On the screen, there was a yellow little figure in a blue dress, raising its hand. Its eyes were shining with high - light, and two red hearts, one big and one small, flew up from the left corner of its eye.

Under the emoji was a line of words:

[Excuse me, can I be my husband?]

The other one was a big brown paw with three toes, holding a small silver key with a light - brown tag.

There were four words on it:

[Wait for you tonight.]

These were emojis she saved when chatting with Sydney. Sydney loved emojis and had a huge collection of all kinds of strange and funny ones. She even disliked Aria's emojis as being too common.

So she shared all of hers with Aria at once and forced her to put each one in her emoji collection.

Later, the two of them often had conversations using only emojis.

They had a great time.

Aria's heart seemed to stop. She stared at the screen in shock. Her hand holding the phone trembled, and she dropped it. The phone hit her face with a "splat".

Her nose stung, and tears welled up.

Not bothering to wipe them, with a red nose, she quickly crawled over like a fish out of water, grabbed the phone, and tried to withdraw the emojis as fast as she could.

Ryder hadn't replied yet.

As long as she could withdraw them quickly, he wouldn't know what she sent.

However...

After long - pressing the emojis, there was no "withdraw" option.

It had been more than two minutes!

While she was rolling around on the bed like a fool, laughing.

Aria suddenly wilted. She pursed her lips, on the verge of crying in a panic.

Ah! How could this happen?!!

Help, someone save her...

On the other side, in the evening, after dropping Aria off, Ryder took Maya Brooks to her doorstep, greeted Lin's parents, and then returned to his small villa. He parked the car leisurely.

Just as he pushed the door and was about to enter, he noticed something was wrong.

He held the key, frowned, and was about to turn around and leave. But the people in the house didn't give him a chance.

The man sitting on the living - room sofa had only a two - three - point resemblance to him in the eyebrows and eyes. His temperament was gentle, and one would think of the words "a refined gentleman, gentle as jade" at the first glance.

Elliot Kensington's eyes sparkled with a smile, and he said in a warm voice, "Darling Rye."

"..."

Ryder's face darkened, and he stopped in his tracks.

"Do you still know how to come back? If your brother hadn't told me that you were back from school for the holiday and I went to your villa to pick you up, would you not come home for the whole holiday?"

Sir Kensington of the Kensington family sat on the sofa with a stern face, looking at his son, who was sitting without any proper posture, as if his bones had been removed.

Ryder drooped his eyelids listlessly.

So annoying.

Was his old man in menopause?

Mrs. Kensington brought a plate of washed fruits and placed it on the coffee table in front of Ryder. She said with a hint of annoyance, "My son finally comes back. You'd better stop while you're ahead."

Sir Kensington: "..."

He said angrily, "If I don't say a few words to him, he won't come back even after the New Year!"

Elliot Kensington, who was reading the news beside them, laughed.

"If you scold him, he really won't come back." Mrs. Kensington, who was over forty but well - maintained and looked like she was in her early thirties, was beautiful and elegant. Her voice was gentle, but her words were the opposite.

"My son doesn't seem to like you very much. Why don't you go and stay at the company for a few days? Come back after he goes back to school."

Sir Kensington stared in disbelief. "Why should I move?!"

Hearing this, Ryder lifted his eyelids. Before he could say anything, Elliot Kensington pushed the fruit plate closer to him and said gently, "Darling Rye, have some fruits."