Iâm telling you the truth.â Abel nodded in earnest. âI went to sleep every night hugging a basketball and praying for first place in tomorrowâs game.â
âFrom now on, your basketball and I are now rivals. Youâre only allowed to hug me to bed. No basketballs allowed!â
âIâm not that stupid anymore.â He pinched her cheek. âYouâre soft and adorable. Basketballs are hard and smell bad. Iâd rather die than hug a basketball.â
âHahaha.â She burst into laughter while cradled in his arms.
âIâll go get you some hot chocolate.â He kissed her. âJust lie back. Iâll be right back.â
âMm-hmm.â Emmeline nodded happily.
He gave her another kiss before leaving downstairs.
Kendra was helping the chef with preparing the meals when Abel walked in.
âMr. Abel.â Kendra startled. âThe food isnât ready yet.â
âOh, thereâs no hurry. Iâm just here to get some hot chocolate.â
âHot chocolate?â Kendra immediately understood. âIâll prepare that and have it delivered to Ms. Louise when Iâm done.â
âI can do it myself,â Abel said. âI can get a handle on how itâs done.â
Let me help you then.â She found some dark chocolate.
The chef also prepared some milk.
âThis much chocolate should be enough.â She used a spoon to measure the amount of chocolate needed and tossed it into a saucepan.
âOkay.â He nodded. âHow much milk?â
âOne cup should be alright.â
âWe can add a pinch of cinnamon too. Itâll add depth to the flavor.â
âOkay. Letâs do that.â
Kendra handed him the glass jar of cinnamon to which he added some to the saucepan.
It barely took ten minutes for the hot chocolate to be ready.
Abel brought it upstairs himself.
Sure enough, Emmeline was no longer in pain after she finished the hot chocolate.
She felt warm all over. The chill she felt in her palms and feet was gone.
She got up and got out of bed to pack Abelâs luggage.
âI can do that myself.â He held her from behind. âYou should just stay in bed and rest.â
âIâm not that delicate,â she said. âIâm feeling much better now.â
âNope. The one whoâs going to end up hurt is me âYouâre going on a business trip tomorrow. I have to help you pack.â
âLeave it to me,â he said. âI always packed my own bags. Even Luca doesnât do it for me.â
âThatâs the past.â She smiled gently. âYou have me now.â
He gave her a peck on her cheek.
âBut youâre my wife. A wife and an assistant are different things.â
If Luca were here, heâd say, âIâm just an assistant. Itâs not like Iâm your wife.â
Emmeline jabbed a finger to his forehead. âQuite the tongue you got on you.â
âWeâll do it together then.â He gave her a small peck on her lips.
Emmeline stood on her tiptoes to return the gesture.
They packed the suitcase together.
That was when Daisy knocked on the door. âMr. Abel, Ms. Louise. Dinner is ready.â
Kendra watched the children play in the garden after dinner.
Abel and Emmeline left the home and wandered along the path outside the courtyard wall that led to the mountainside.
The path was bumpy with jagged rocks littered everywhere.
They slowly climbed up the mountain hand in hand.
âEmma,â he started. âThis is something for you and the kids to keep in mind while Iâm gone.â
âWhat is it?â She asked. âTell me.â
âDonât get into contact with Adam.â
âIâve never involved myself with him. I never liked him.â
âDonât go to Grandadâs too.â
âThatâs a funny thing to say.â She stood atop a rock. âWhy would I go to Grandadâs when I have no business with him? He never liked me in the first place. What are you trying to say?â