"Yes it was. I'm sure Harry won't be able to find it." Lola put her phone away delightedly and turned around, only to be startled by the man beside the door.

My goodness, she just gave herself away! Lola patted her forehead, regretting being a fool.

"What are you trying to hide? Let me see." Harry closed the door and walked in.

"Nothing, honey. Let's go and have dinner!" Lola grinned, held Harry's arm and pulled him out of the study.

Harry didn't insist. Such a silly girl. Didn't she know that he could easily find anything hidden in his study? But anyway, he liked every bit of her!

Lola was in a good mood during dinner, as she was not regarded as a tramp anymore! La la la...

"You are really happy, aren't you?" Harry smiled gently at his wife, who was stiring spaghetti with her head shaking.

"Of course! They won't take me for a tramp, so I can focus on work now!" Yolanda was completely forgotten by Lola and Harry.

With an attentive smile, Yolanda picked up a piece of goose liver and put it in Harry's plate. "Harry, you've been working hard. Try to eat more." She didn't ask about or say anthing, pretending to be uninformed about the entertainment news today.

To avoid ruining her good mood, Lola simply glanced at the goose liver in that plate, and chose not to irritate Yolanda. "Honey, I remember that you don't really like goose liver, do you? I'll eat it for you."

Then Lola picked up the goose liver from Harry's plate and put it in her own, but she didn't eat it.

"Harry, you did like goose liver a lot when we were together." Yolanda knew Lola's intention immediately, so she rolled her eyes at this troublesome woman secretly.

Lola smiled, "I have the final say. Moreover, I'm a neat freak, so I'd better skip it as it was touched by you." She thought for a while and threw the goose liver in an empty plate.

The smile on Yolanda's was a bit unnatural. Harry seemed to have given Lola permission for everything. He didn't say a word but elegantly ate his spaghetti.

After finishing the meal, Lola wiped her mouth and an idea occured to her. She held Harry's arm and said, "Honey, can we take a walk? I want to buy some snacks in the supermarket. Can you go with me?" Lola would rather go out than stay at home with that shameless woman around.

Looking at his wife, who was acting like a wilful child now, Harry shook his head with resignation. "Let's go upstairs and get changed." He stood up.

And Lola started to skip upstairs at once.

While getting changed, Harry hugged Lola from behind, and laid his chin on her shoulder. "My sweetie, as you are so happy today, can you give me some special rewards?"

Lola checked her bag. Good! The phone was there! "Okay. What do you want?" Lola promised him without a second thought.

Harry gave her a mysterious smile and whispered a few words in her ear.

These few words lingered in her mind all the time while she was in the supermarket. He said he would take her to a place to relax.

Where were they going? Night club? Pub? Harry chuckled about her mind drifting.

"Why do you want condiments?" He watched his wife putting condiments into their trolley.

Lola finally came to senses and noticed the salt in her hand. Embarrassed, she put it back to the shelf quickly.

It was all his fault! She gave Harry a pout and pulled him to the fruits area.

"Any fruit you like to eat?" Harry looked at the woman in his arms lovingly. This pretty couple attracted quite a lot of attention.

Lola tilted her head, thinking for a while. Then she counted with fingers, "Longan, mango, durian and cherry..."

Harry raised his thick eyebrows slightly. "Am I married to a piggy?"

As he expected, Lola pouted and said, "Do you think I eat too much? I'll take nothing then." She turned her head around, as if she was annoyed.

Harry bent and kissed her red lips. "No, I never said that. Eat more and gain some weight, so it will be even comfier to cuddle you at night." He started to sketch a plump version of her.

Customers around enviously watched them showing off affection.

Lola laughed. "What if I will weigh 100 kilograms one day?" 100 kilograms. That would be way too plump and comfortable to cuddle.

Harry broke into laughter. "That doens't matter. I'm even okay with 200 kilograms!" Then he put longan fruits, mangoes, cherries and durians into the trolley.

After they left the supermarket, Lola started to think about what he said earlier again. When they were back to the villa, she was confused. Weren't they going to somewhere to relax?

Harry read her expression and carried her out of car. He held her hand and walked towards their back garden.

"Harry, you are so stingy! Relax in the back garden?" Lola was suprised when she saw his teasing look. Afterwards, she had a deep understanding of what he meant by "relaxing".

It was around 1 am. The lights in the villa were off.

Harry carried the exhausted Lola to the bathroom in their room and bathed her.

Then he placed her head on his thighs, carefully dried her long hair, and tucked her in the bed.

After preparing himself for sleep, Harry looked at his sleeping beauty, kissed her forehead gentlely and cuddled her.

In Greenery Five-star Hotel.

Tonight, the 98-year-old brithday party was held for a master of calligary and painting -- Mark Wang. Celebrities in this area and influential entrepreneurs whom he had cooperated with were all invited.

Everyone came with valuable gifts, afraid that inappropriate choices might dishonor themselves.

At 7:30 pm, people were toasting and chatting at the well-decorated first floor, where incessant congratulations could be heard.

In spite of his advanced age, Mark Wang could still see and hear clearly, and others were envious of his good health condition.

At around 8 pm, guests were still walking in and out of the hotel.

It was when a dazzling couple appeared and drew all the attention.

"Is that Yolanda and Harry in the news?"

"I think so. She looks fabulous! I heard that she's taking a break because of injury. It seems to be true."

"Uh-huh, they are such a wonderful match."

...

In an expensive knee-high lilac cocktail dress, Yolanda was helding Harry's arm in the doorway of the hotel. People around were complimenting and envying their gorgeous appearances.

Yolanda's injured ankle attracted some attention but her walking gracefully with Harry left others impressed and jealous.