Chapter 204. Wedding Traditions

Lexcis Aeden

Lauren's inability to read rooms is proving useful right now. As we approach the workplace, he starts nibbling on his lunch.

"W-we should go somewhere else," Chantel exclaims, leaping in front of the office door.

"I do not think so. I want to sit," Laurence says. He hates walking and eating.

"Sit on the ground; I do not care! Not this room."

"The ground is dirty."

I approach her to open the door, and she looks at me as if I am insane. "What are you doing?" she hisses.

"Opening the door?" I reply, a sly grin forming on my face.

"Are you mad? No way!"

I am not going to force her away, but she is not planning on leaving anytime soon. Her hand is gripping the handle strongly.

"I would do it all over again, my love," I breathe into her ear, gently blowing over the area beneath her ear.

Laurence is too busy eating to notice; ot