You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 814 Happiness

Leon followed to Michelle's instructions carefully, careful not to mess up.

It took them over two hours to cook all six dishes.

It was already nine o'clock when they were done eating dinner. Patting her full stomach, Michelle sighed happily and stood up to wash the dishes. However, Leon stopped her; he had a housekeeper who came daily, so there was no need for Michelle to wash the dishes.

Just as Michelle was about to protest, her phone started ringing. Elaine was calling.

"Michelle, did something happen? Why aren't you home yet?"

Michelle's heart skipped a beat. Only now did she realize how late it was.

She had told her parents that she would go straight home after her business trip. Three hours had passed her unwittingly, and she was five kilometers away from home.

"Oh, my gosh!" Michelle scrambled to look for her bag. Leon, unaware of who was on the phone, saw the anxious look on her face. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Elaine overheard him speaking. "Michelle, are you with a colleague? It sounds like a man."

The last sentence sounded like a whisper. To Michelle, Elaine seemed to have turned around and talked to someone else in the room.

She knew there was no one else at home, other than Adams.

Knowing that her parents were gossiping about her, Michelle explained hurriedly, "I'm with Leon. He's going to drive me home."

"Oh, it's just Leon." Elaine sounded a little disappointed.

Michelle didn't dare say anything more. "Okay, bye, Mom. We'll be leaving in a bit."

"Okay, drive safe—" But before Elaine could finish her sentence, Michelle had already dropped the call. "This child..." she muttered to herself.

After hanging up the phone, Michelle took a deep breath. She felt as though she'd narrowly escaped death.

Even Leon understood what had just happened.

"Let's go," he said, standing up. "I'll take you home. Don't forget to give me those things you promised."

"Okay."

Without any detours, Leon drove her home. Waiting for them was a grand feast.

Elaine warmly invited Leon in, urging him to have dinner with them. Adams shook his hand, thanking him for driving his daughter home.

Leon smiled and said, "It is fit that I drive her home."

But Michelle's parents didn't understand what Leon meant.

Leon warily eyed the delicious food laid out on the table. He was already full.

"Leon?" Noticing his hesitation, Michelle turned to her parents and started to explain. "Dad, Mom, Leon already ate dinner. I'm afraid he'll burst if he takes another bite! Anyway, I need to get some things upstairs for him; then he'll go home.

Leon, come help me get them." She batted her eyelashes at him innocently.

Leon excused himself and followed Michelle upstairs.

When the two were out of earshot, Elaine turned to her husband and frowned. "They're not kids anymore. Isn't it appropriate to leave the two of them in Mimi's room alone?"

Seeing his wife was quite bothered by this matter, Adams came up with a solution. "I'll go wash some fruits and you'll bring them upstairs."

"Okay, sounds like a plan." Elaine nodded.

On the second floor, Leon stepped into Michelle's room.

It wasn't his first time there, but it was his first time to have entered her room as her boyfriend. And he felt different this time.

When his eyes landed on his bed sheets on Michelle's bed, he felt all hot and bothered.

"Michelle..." Leon called. When she turned to look at him, he jutted his chin out at the direction of the bed, winking at her mischievously.

She quickly realized she hadn't removed the bed sheets.

"Don't look at my bed!" Embarrassed, she ran in front of him and tiptoed to cover his eyes.

Leon cocked his head to the side and chuckled, amused by her innocence.

"Why won't you let me look?"

"Stop! I need to change my bed sheets!" Michelle waved her hands in front of his face in an attempt to cover his eyes. In one swift movement, Leon caught her hands and held onto her firmly. Despite struggling, she couldn't break free from his grasp.

Leon chuckled. "You don't need to change them. They're good enough as they are."

"No, they're not." Michelle, pink from embarrassment, averted her gaze. "You're such a pervert."

"You're a pervert, too. We're perfect for each other!" Leon noticed how her wrist started to turn red and he lost the heart to tease her. He quickly loosened his grip a little. "I'll let go of your hand if you agree not to change them."

Michelle, tired from struggling, had no choice but to give in. "Fine."

"Okay, good girl." Satisfied, Leon let go of her wrists and held her hands instead. "I'm sorry. I hurt you."

Michelle withdrew her hands and rubbed her reddened wrists. "It's okay. Anyway, sit down first. I still need to find the things I promised I'd give you."

"Alright." He sat on a chair with ease. As he absentmindedly looked around the room, his eyes landed on a bouquet of champagne roses sitting in a glass vase. He smiled and cleared his throat. "Michelle, those roses look well taken care of."

The girl who was busy rummaging through her stuff paused to look at the vase of roses. "I haven't been home that often as of late. Mom's been taking care of them for me."

"I see." But Leon wanted to fish for more information. "What makes champagne roses so special, anyway? Why do you go through such lengths to take care of them?"

"Don't you know? It's the bouquet Nini threw to me on her wedding day. I've heard that the bride's bouquet symbolizes happiness and that it'd definitely bring me good luck." Just then, she found what she was looking for. She excitedly carried a gift box over to Leon.

"Oh?" Leon asked, his interest piqued. "What kind of good luck?"

"I believe that my own happiness lately is thanks to my good luck," Michelle explained cryptically. "Ever since I took home that bouquet, good things have been happening to me. See? You're sitting in front of me now! Don't you think it really brought me good luck?"

Leon chuckled.

He didn't think she would be that superstitious.

The truth was, Nina's actual bridal bouquet withered a long time ago. Leon had been in contact with a floral shop, arranging for them to send Michelle champagne roses every five days. He also made sure they were sent while Michelle was at work to avoid being discovered.

The so-called "good luck" was all thanks to Leon's elaborate plan.

"Leon, don't you believe me?" Michelle's eyes lit up like a child on its birthday. "It's truly a miracle!"

"Well, it is indeed miraculous. I'm your boyfriend now." Leon reached for the box in her hand. "Is it the tie or notebooks?"

"Tie." Michelle untied the ribbon and opened the gift box, revealing a tie nestled neatly within.

Leon took out the tie carefully and handed it to Michelle. "Can you put it on me?" Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"Of course." Back then, she had learned how to tie on tie on Internet, hoping she could help him wear it.

It took three years, but her wish finally came true.

Finally, she was going to help him put on the tie she bought for him.

As this thought crossed her mind, Michelle couldn't help but tremble a little.

She was so nervous.

"Don't worry. I won't punish you if you don't put it on properly." Leon took her hand with one hand, held her by the waist with the other, and pulled her towards him.

Before she knew it, her body was being pressed against his.

Leon was sitting on the chair, so with Michelle standing, she was a head taller than him.

He raised his head and kissed her on the lips.

The door slightly ajar with light spilling out of the crack. Unbeknownst to the couple, there was a figure standing just outside the room.

Elaine saw Leon kissing her daughter.