Looking at Raymond's face which was only inches away from hers, Scarlett blinked her eyes lightly.
Raymond gave her a quick peck. "Doesn't this count?" Scarlett felt faintly embarrassed. She hadn't bargained for this.
"Let's go and have breakfast." Raymond was aware that Scarlett was shy, so he spared her from further awkwardness. He took the cup from her hand, turned around and went back into the kitchen.
It was something after three o'clock in the afternoon that Scarlett spotted the succulent plants beside the fish pond which hadn't always been there. She went downstairs to feed the goldfish. It was fairly cool in the shade provided by the tree, so she placed a lounger beside the fish pond and leisurely reclined in it to sunbathe.
But when she swiveled her head aside, she surprisedly saw many pergolas on the side, and she had no idea when those had been put there. The pergolas were laden with all descriptions of succulent plants. In the sunlight, they looked adorable and gorgeous.
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Scarlett involuntarily clicked her tongue and turned to look at Raymond standing beside her. "When did you buy these?” "I had them delivered here yesterday." His reply was surprisingly honest.
It had been a long time since Scarlett had last tended succulent plants, for the garden in the villa was too large, and it was tiring to tend it unaided, so she hadn't thought of doing that since she'd moved out of the old residence of the Shaw family.
It wasn't that Scarlett didn't like succulent plants. Back at the time when she had first married Raymond, she'd had too much leisure on her hand, and she was disinclined to waste her time having unpleasant conversations with Tiffany or Jean downstairs, so Scarlett spent most of her time reading and drawing succulent plants in the master bedroom on the third floor unless Jean asked her to go downstairs. That kind of life was actually pretty relaxing.
Afterward she had divorced Raymond, and Scarlett had left the succulent plants she'd tended for three years in that residence.
At that time, she had felt that those plants were related to her three-year marriage, and it'd be best if she just left them there, lest the sight of them jog her memory and deepen her upset.
Scarlett didn't know what had happened to those succulent plants afterward.
Recalling the past made Scarlett feel uncharacteristically sentimental. "The succulent plants in the old house, were they all thrown away?" “No.” Raymond took her by the hand and drew her up to those succulent plants. "Do they not look familiar to you?" After hearing his words, Scarlett clicked her tongue lightly. "Are these the same succulent plants that | kept in the old house?" "I had them delivered here from the old house yesterday." He had done it to give Scarlett a pleasant surprise.
Scarlett, amazed, scrutinized those plants on the pergolas one by one.
She had tended those plants for over two years, so she, naturally, remembered their respective species.
She had thought that after she "cockily” moved out of the old residence, Jean would definitely have all her things thrown away, including these succulent plants.
But unexpectedly, all the dozens of plants were still as exuberant as always.
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Scarlett, faintly touched, turned to look at Raymond smilingly. "I thought Ms. Larson had thrown them away a long time ago." "| stopped her." On that day, as chance would have it, he'd returned to the old residence, which was not something he did very often, and Jean happened to be instructing some servants to clear the house of unwanted things. As she saw him come back, she deliberately showed him some of the things that Scarlett had used, and told him that they were jinxes.
At that time Raymond hadn't had any particular feelings about it, and he couldn't be bothered to interfere in Jean's business.
But when Jean ordered the servants to go into the master bedroom to dump the succulent plants on the balcony, Raymond inexplicably said, "Do not touch anything in the master bedroom." Jean seemed to be rather displeased with it, but Raymond was not in a good mood either that day, so Jean just nagged about it for a while and then said no more.
Later still, he had told Frank about the succulent plants on the balcony, and Frank had had someone tend them regularly, which was why the dozens of plants were still in good health.
A few days ago, when planning to come back to this country, Raymond had realized that Couple’s Day was nearing, so yesterday he told Frank to have these plants transferred to this place to give Scarlett a pleasant surprise.
Now it seemed that he had made the right choice by stopping these plants from being thrown away that day.