NovelEnglishSuddenly, Ryan did not feel like going to work anymore.
As he kissed her rosy lips, his hand moved to loosen his tie.
“Don’t...”
Carrie gasped softly, her face flushing as she caught his hand. “It's already tied perfectly. Don’t ruin it. Let's wait until youe
back...”
“Alright. You'll make it up totonight then,” Ryan whispered huskily, his voice laced with desire as he nuzzled her ear.
Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded shyly.
Yasmin had prepared breakfast. She was standing at the door, not wanting to intrude.
She could hear the intimate whispers and amorous sounds from inside the room. A smile played on her lips.
Ryan always lingered with Carrie until the very last moment before leaving.
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“Darling, | have a gift for you.”
Ryan lifted Carrie and placed her gently on the chair in front of the vanity. Then he opened a long jewelry box.
“Oh... It’s so beautiful!” The white jade hairpin shimmered, and Carrie could not help but exclaim in awe.
“] know you don’t like jewelry. I've bought you a lot of jewelry before, and you never wore any. But | want you to wear this. Let me
put it on for you.”
Ryan stood behind her and gently lifted her silky hair. He then somewhat clumsily arranged it into a bun, as Yasmin had taught him.
For Carrie, he had done things he never thought he would.
Yet, he still felt it was not enough. He thought he owed her so much more than he was already doing.
After a while, Ryan finished arranging the bun and inserted the jade hairpin.
Although the jade hairpin was exquisite, his delicate fiancee was even more stunning. Her skin was fair, and her eyes were bright
and lively, making even the finest treasures pale inparison.
“Carrie, do you know what it means when a man ties a woman's hair?”
Ryan bent down, his voice deep and tender. “It means you are my wife. You're now my beloved wife, Carrie.”
A beam of warm, clear light from outside shone on Carrie's smooth, white cheek. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her ears
turned crimson.
Later, Ryan strode out of the villa, with Yasmin following behind.
“Yasmin, did Carrie meet anyone at the academy in the past few days?”
Thinking of his wife crying in his arms last night and the dark circle under her eyes this morning, his heart ached.
“No, sir. Other than attending classes and painting in the studio, she hasn't met anyone.”
Yasmin asked nervously, “Sir, is something wrong with Young Madam?”
“It's nothing. She might just be feeling sad because | haven't been around much lately.”
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“She'll be attending the academy’s anniversary event later in the afternoon.”
“Go with her then. She's been looking forward to it for a long time.” Ryan pinched the bridge of his nose and spoke in a deep voice,
“But make sure she’s well protected. Nothing can happen to her.”
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At exactly 1:00 p.m., Carrie arrived at the Savrow Art Academy with Yasmin and two other bodyguards.
Always reserved and introverted, Carrie feared being the center of attention, so she insisted that the bodyguards not follow her too
closely.
Yasmin did not insist on doing so either. She was confident in her own skills and certain that no one could harm Carrie here.
Soon, the two of them reached the grand hall's entrance for the academy’s anniversary event.
As the event tapproached, the staff hung banners everywhere, colorful flags fluttered in the breeze, and laughter filled the air.
The vibrant atmosphere of youth began to soothe Carrie's nerves, and her doe-like eyes sparkled as they curved into crescents.
Yasmin watched her with a gratified smile.
Truly, letting Carrie attend school was one of the best decisions Ryan had ever made.
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