Chapter 74. Going on a Honeymoon

Amelia’s POV 

We checked out of the resort and eventually reached our apartment in New York eventually. It was a hectic morning, and we were busy all day packing for our trip. Tristan ordered lunch for us as we both were tired after the ordeal. 

“Are you done with your packing?” asked Tristan, his eyes widening seeing my two enormous suitcases. I was busy packing my hand luggage when he fell onto the bed in shock. 

“Don’t tell me you’re carrying a mountain load of clothes? When will you wear them? Most of the time you’d be with nothing on!” he exclaimed, making me blush. I gave him a look. 

“You won’t take me out at all? Wouldn’t we go sightseeing? Then what’s the use of going to Greece? We might as well stay locked in this apartment and have a honeymoon here. I’m unpacking. Cancel everything,” I pouted. Tristan held his ears in apology. 

“Okay, sorry. I was just kidding. Of course, we’ll go out and explore. Pack as much as I wa