Bonita exclaimed with an excited expression, and Aria’s lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something.
“Mother?”
“Well, you see.”
“Yes?”
“It’s not that I’m not your mother… No, never mind. Eat before it gets cold.”
“Okay!”
Snap.
Bonita scooped a large spoonful of corn porridge and put it in her mouth. The rich and sweet taste of the corn soup filled her mouth. Her eyes, beaming with happiness, turned towards the white bread.
It was freshly baked, golden brown, and soft, not hardened.
With excitement, Bonita carefully tore the bread, and to her surprise, it split silently, being incredibly soft.
“!”
As Bonita dipped the bread in the soup and ate, she looked astonished. What followed happened quickly.
Aria, who was cutting her bread, stopped eating and watched Bonita eat with a contented look.
‘Luke used to say that he felt full just by watching me eat.’
Only now did she deeply understand her husband’s words that she didn’t quite grasp back then.
She felt heartache realizing this happiness only now. Aria bit the inside of her cheek, reflecting on the bitter past.
While her daughter had been preparing meals alone in this old, cramped house, what had she and her husband been doing…
“I’m full, thank you.”
Brought back to the cozy reality by her daughter’s cute voice, Aria responded.
“Are you sure? You can eat more if you want.”
Bonita shook her head. She had already eaten more than usual and felt like her stomach was about to burst.
Realizing her daughter was genuinely satisfied, Aria clapped her hands and said,
“Then… let’s go out now!”
“Yes!”
“Um… Mother?”
“What is it, daughter?”
Encouraged by Aria’s gentle response, Bonita hesitantly grabbed the hem of her mother’s dress and asked.
“Is our workplace here today?”
Bonita’s question was valid.
Aria, expecting to take her daughter to the factory, had frantically rummaged through the closet at home, exclaiming,
“This is ridiculous! There’s not a single suitable outfit!”
and
“Damn it, how can she have only her clothes? Such a woman with no sense of sensitivity!”
After yelling, she took Bonita’s hand and called for a carriage.
“Please take us to Champs Street!”
Bonita was worried whether her mother could afford the carriage fare, but she dared not voice such thoughts for fear of making her angry.
However, she felt compelled to ask now.
“This place is a shopping district for expensive clothes…”
Aria was dazzlingly beautiful, but otherwise unremarkable. Naturally, she lacked any special skills, and if she worked in a factory, it was only simple labor. She certainly wasn’t fit for any job in these upscale stores.
So, with her ‘rational’ and ‘logical’ seven-year-old judgment, Bonita surmised that Aria wasn’t here for work but to buy something.
Of course, it wasn’t likely that her mother would buy her anything in this expensive clothing district, so it must be for her mother’s own use.
‘I have to stop her!’
It had been less than a month since they nearly lost everything to gambling. With resolute eyes, Bonita looked up at her mother.
Oblivious to Bonita’s intentions, Aria smiled gently.
“You’re right, Bonita. We’re here to buy clothes for you.”
“Me?!”
Bonita, filled with the intention to dissuade her mother, seemed to float 3cm off the ground. She jumped and stomped her feet, exclaiming,
“Oh no, you can’t!”
“Eh? Why not?”
“I already have three sets of outing clothes!”
“That’s all the more reason.”
Apparently, Aria had no intention of listening to whatever Bonita said. She effortlessly picked up the child.
“Put me down…!”
“Is it uncomfortable?”
“No, not that.”
Bonita mumbled in her mother’s arms.
Her legs were sore from walking a long distance after getting off the carriage.
Moreover, unlike before when Aria used to hold her carelessly by the nape of her neck, she now thoughtfully held her securely, making it quite comfortable.
In fact, Aria’s embrace, smelling of freshly baked bread, was warm and cozy.
Eventually, Bonita snuggled into Aria’s embrace, starting to worry seriously.
‘Mother… could she have hurt her head?’
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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