「In Cloud Abyss Hall.」
Javier Sinclair and Celeste Grant appeared by the bed.
The room was dimly lit, with a soft couch placed by the window.
The rain outside had stopped.
A gentle breeze stirred, wafting a few flower petals through the open window to scatter on the floor.
Still in Javier Sinclair's arms, Celeste Grant glanced at the bed and said, "Husband, you can put me down."
Javier Sinclair, who was holding her, glanced down at her before walking over and setting her down on the bed. She braced herself with one hand on the mattress and rubbed her lower back with the other.
Perhaps noticing her movement, Javier Sinclair, who stood before her, let a faint smile touch his eyes. "Are you alright, my dear wife?"
Celeste Grant's face flushed at his words, and she playfully kicked at him. "How can you even ask? It's all your fault! In a place like that... Ahem." 'Probably best not to talk about that,' she thought.
