LOGINI hope you have/had a good day wherever you are!
That afternoon, after Rhys woke up, they both went to the hospital to discharge Judith. From there, they would go to her house to help her pack. Hermione was quite surprised that Judith agreed to move. The day they met, she had been so adamant about refusing help. Had the accident rattled her so badly that she changed her mind that quickly? In the hospital room, Judith was sitting up with a bandage wrapped around her head. When she saw Rhys come in, she immediately brightened up. "Rhys, you're here. I'm so glad. I was getting a bit bored…" she trailed off when she noticed Hermione. Her brows furrowed for a moment before smoothing over. "Hermione. You came too." "She was worried about you," Rhys said as they ventured in. Hermione lingered by the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?" "Better than last night, that's for sure. At least my head isn't aching like it's about to split open
For the last two days of their honeymoon, only a romantic dinner was left. On the final day, they were supposed to rest and prepare for their flight back home the next day. So today, Hermione was both happy and nervous preparing for their dinner that night. They had a reservation at an exclusive restaurant in the heart of the city. It was a time for them to have a good talk, and Hermione was planning on spilling the truth tonight. They'd already had sex a lot, and Rhys seemed genuinely happy with her. If she revealed the truth now, she was confident he wouldn't be too mad. Heartbroken? Maybe. But they would have a full day to resolve their differences before the flight home. No matter how things turned out, she just really needed to get things off her chest. And after Judith revealed that Rhys had depression in college, she knew that incident was connected to her and her family. She just needed to set th
The restaurant was buzzing with guests. After placing their order, they started chatting again. "So what happened, Judith? What are you doing here?" Rhys asked, sitting up. Judith sat across from them sipping a glass of water. "I work in the city as a consultant. I got an offer here after college, so I had to leave," Judith replied modestly. "You could have at least kept in touch." Judith sighed, glancing at her hands before looking up. "I'm sorry. I had a lot going on back then." "Oh." A moment of understanding seemed to pass between them. Hermione glanced between them in confusion and decided to enter the conversation. "It's nice meeting another of my husband's friends from college. The only one I know is Dean." "Dean. How is he?" Judith asked with a wide smile. "He's fine. He has a girlfriend now and is doing well."
After coming down from the amusement ride, Hermione paused and swallowed down the lunch that was threatening to come back up. She found a bench and plopped down on it, tirelessly trying to catch her breath and ease her shaking legs. It wasn't her first time on amusement rides, but this one… this one was a beast. "Perhaps I'm getting too old for these things," she said as she noticed a group of teens laughing as they passed her. They'd been on the same ride but seemed completely unperturbed. Suddenly, a figure blocked the sunlight, and a hand stretched out a drink to her. "Are you alright?" Rhys asked. She took the drink but didn't immediately sip it, afraid she might throw up. She nodded, but the grimace on her face was apparent. "I told you not to go on the ride. You didn't listen." He sat beside her and patted her on the back. "You're free
The next morning was tranquil. Hermione lay on the bed gazing at the sleeping Rhys. A splitting grin was on her face. She could count the number of days she'd actually felt genuine happiness, and this was certainly at the top of the list. Despite the soreness she felt between her legs, her smile didn't waver. Her plan had worked. Her plan had actually worked. Didn't this mean Rhys was already softening up to her? Their relationship was progressing. Soon, she would tell him the truth — the honest truth — and ask for his forgiveness. In her happiness, she stroked his face before planting a kiss on his forehead. Then another on his cheek, on his nose, and finally, on his lips. Rhys stirred, and his hand found her waist. He moaned into the kiss before opening his eyes slowly. "Someone's in a good mood today," he murmured. "Aren't I always in a good mood?" She raised a brow
The evening air was cool but not cold, carrying the distant hum of the city below. Hermione swirled the wine in her glass, watching the lights twinkle against the dark sky. Rhys sat across from her, one arm draped over the back of his chair, looking more relaxed than she had ever seen him. "I still can't believe you talked that vendor down to eighteen euros," he said, a hint of admiration in his voice. "I was fully prepared to pay forty." "Then it's a good thing you brought me along," she replied with a smirk. "You would have been robbed blind." "You called him a thief." "He was a thief." Rhys laughed. The sound drew her attention immediately. She was amazed by how much she liked hearing him laugh and hated how seldom he did. "You're impossible." "So I've been told." His gaze drifted toward her. For a second, neither looked away. Then another second passed.
Hermione wrapped her hands around Rhys's waist tightly as wind whipped past her hair. A satisfied smile was etched on her face as they passed through the streets. Rhys was riding while she sat at the back enjoying the view. It was funny to see a man of his caliber riding
Hermione quickly freshened up, and while Rhys was taking his bath, she slipped into the kitchen to cook dinner. Thankfully, the place was fully equipped and, before their arrival, had been stocked with essential groceries, so she had a few things to work with. She thought long and hard about what
Two weeks later, Hermione was in first class, sitting beside Rhys on the plane as they flew to their destination. She stared at the comprehensive two-week vacation list Evelyn had prepared for them a while back. It included activities they would do, such as candlelit dinners and sightseeing. She
The sound of running water woke Hermione up the next morning. When she felt beside her, she realized she was alone on the bed and sat up. Rhys was in the bathroom having a shower.Not wanting to stay idle, she opened his closet to get a better look and saw rows and rows of suits.‘I could pick out







