LUCIA

Chapter 39 Love, Understanding and Family

Lucia tussled with him all night and was barely able to sleep at dawn. By the time she woke up, it was already daylight. She didn't like his new way. His tenaciousness was unfathomable and she had already given up on explaining his endurance.

She kept thinking about getting up from bed, but her body refused to listen to her. With such a hard workout two days in a row, her body felt languid.

She fell into shallow sleep and upon waking up, she felt a soft touch on her hair and she opened her eyes. She didn't know when he had come in but he was sitting on the bed and stroking her hair.

She was sleepy-eyed and watched him with an empty gaze. Their eyes met and he lowered his head and kissed her gently.

"I was worried since you weren't up yet. Are you okay?"

The soft touch on her lips told her this was real. Last night, she hated him a little but seeing him now, that hatred vanished into thin air.

"...at least you have a conscience."

She bluntly blamed him and closed her eyes than she heard him laugh a little.

His fingers ran through her hair, sweeping through it like a comb. It felt good and a little ticklish.

'My hair is completely disheveled, isn't it?'

As soon as this thought came to her mind, the sleepiness deserted her and she raised the blanket over her head.

"What's wrong?" (Hugo)

"...My head..."

"Does it hurt? I'll get the doctor..."

"No, not that."

She lowered the blanket a little, peeking at him.

"I...didn't dry my hair properly, yesterday. It's probably a mess."

It was the heart of a woman that wanted to look pretty in front of the man she loved.

He couldn't understand what she meant and with a tilt of the head, he tore the blanket off her body. She let out a short scream and he gave her a light kiss.

"What of it? You look pretty."

Lucia stared at him, her gaze full of intent.

"...Flirt."

"...What?"

"Nothing."

Hugo felt wronged. If she said that in the past, he would honestly have nothing to say. But not this time.

"Vivian, did I do something wrong?"

"Aren't you busy?"

"Don't change the topic. I know your list defines me that way, but why are you saying this now, all of a sudden?"

"What list?"

"I know you have a list of all the things I've done wrong in your head."

"What?"

Lucia was dumbfounded and burst into laughter.

"There's a list in my head?" (Lucia)

"Aren't you steadily adding one at a time?"

Lucia started laughing again. He sourly looked on as she began to laugh. He couldn't see how his words were so funny and couldn't understand her laughter.

"Then, when did I make this list?" (Lucia)

"Why are you asking me? You know better than I do."

Lucia shrugged and burst into laughter again. It was very amusing to think that he also wondered what other people were thinking.