Seeing Bonita, who was hugged by Luke, rolling her eyes with a puzzled expression, her face buried in his chest, Luke’s new, stiff clothes emitted a strong smell.
Bonita, with only her head peeking out, playfully pinched Luke’s small hand.
“Could you let go of this a bit?”
“….”
There was no answer.
With a confused face, Bonita asked again.
“…Sir Luke?”
“Huh?”
In response, Luke’s arm slid down. He looked at Bonita with wide eyes, shocked.
His eyes were filled with amazement.
“Has the title returned to its place?!”
Why?!
Luke’s eyes shook with disbelief, unable to comprehend his own exaggerated reaction.
Seeing this, Bonita became even more embarrassed. It was the nature of a child with overbearing parents.
“Uh, I’ll go to my room now! Good night!”
While Luke remained stiff like a statue, Bonita bowed and quickly disappeared from the playroom.
Similarly dazed, Aria mumbled while looking at the clock.
“We haven’t even had dinner yet…”
Luke felt frustrated.
‘I’m such a fool.’
He shouldn’t have shown such an exaggerated reaction in front of the child.
‘What can I do about this difficult situation?’
However, it was unavoidable.
Although he restrained himself, each of Bonita’s movements was still fascinating.
Could there be another tiny and adorable creature like her?
Probably not.
Alone in his contemplation, Luke sighed. The emotional impact was substantial in many ways.
“Lord, don’t be too disappointed,” Aria patted his shoulder.
“Anyway, you’ve been acknowledged once, right? Bonita will soon call you Dad again.”
“…It’s noisy.”
Luke glared at Aria.
If it were an ordinary person, the face he made would be so furious that they would tremble instantly. However, Aria didn’t even blink an eye.
“I tried to comfort you because you seemed so downhearted.”
“Who said I was downhearted…!”
“Well, it’s you, my lord.”
Aria chuckled.
In the end, Luke sighed.
You can’t spit on a smiling face, as the saying goes. While it didn’t always hold true, it was difficult to stay angry when Aria was smiling.
He brushed his bangs aside.
The always neatly covered bangs fell aside, revealing a well-shaped forehead. Aria, who saw his face, openly admired.
“Wow, my lord. You seem to have become even more handsome than before.”
“What…”
Luke was at a loss for words and decided to ignore her.
“Hmm.”
At that, Aria started following Luke, chattering away.
Despite deliberately taking larger steps, she somehow managed to keep up. It was annoyingly relentless.
In an irritated tone, he asked, “Do you have something to say?”
“Yes. It’s important.”
“What’s important is probably some nonsense.”
He frowned in irritation.
Aria quickened her pace even more.
“That’s not true! It’s something very important!”
“What is it?”
“Lord, do you know what day it is today?”
“It’s April 1st.”
“Right! April!”
Luke’s expression crumpled.
He couldn’t understand what she had been talking about since earlier.
He was about to threaten Aria, saying that if she didn’t stop immediately, he couldn’t guarantee her safety.
“Do you know Bonita’s birthday is coming soon!”
“…What did you say?”
Clang.
Luke’s steps, which had been striding purposefully, came to an abrupt halt.
He turned his head like a malfunctioning robot. In his meeting with those blue eyes, there was a hint of reproach that said, ‘How could you not know?’
“How can you still not have it prepared?”
“Well, you see…”
Luke, whose excuses became lame, closed his mouth.
Birthday. A birthday, of all things.
Every April, it was just a sad month for him. He hadn’t particularly celebrated it. It was too overwhelming just to mourn Elodie’s death.
But could it be that even now, after finding Bonita, he had forgotten…
It felt like a blow to the head.
Aria, reading Luke’s expression, sighed.
“You forgot, didn’t you?”
“…It’s not that I forgot.”
He uttered an excuse that wouldn’t even convince himself. It was pitiful, even in his own thoughts.
Seeing Luke grappling with self-reproach, Aria raised her eyebrows.
Though disappointed, she didn’t fail to understand his feelings. Even she, until she found Bonita, considered Bonita’s birthday more of a milestone than a celebration of the child’s birth.
Aria comforted Luke.
“Don’t be too disappointed. Anyway, there’s still a week left, right?”
“It’s only a week left.”
Luke muttered with a pessimistic expression.
Just because you wish for it doesn’t mean the past will come back.
He rubbed his face with both hands and looked up, his eyes shining.
“I should prepare a birthday party.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
