Ice and Fire

Chapter 715 The Happily Married Couple (Part Four)

"Does that mean all your patients are male?" Violet again asked. After a pause, she continued,"But

generally, one thing I know is that there are more female patients than male patients who need plastic

surgery, right?"

"To be true all patients that I met today were female," Greg replied. As soon as he had finished his

words, he saw Violet move her lips and it looked as if she wanted to say something. He then hurriedly

explained,"But none of them can be called beauty in the true sense of the word."

"So what's the definition of beauty in your mind?" Violet asked. Greg worked in a plastic surgery

hospital and that meant meeting quite a number of women every day, so she didn't believe that none of

his patients was actually beautiful.

"Only a woman as beautiful as my wife can be called a beauty," replied Greg, bringing his face close to

Violet's.

Seeing him coming so close, Violet smelled trouble. She immediately stopped Greg and said,"You're

fooling me again."

"No, I'm not fooling you. I'm just telling you the truth," Greg answered.

"Well, I think it is pointless having this discussion with you. Let's go for dinner," said Violet, holding

Greg's hands as she left the house.

When Greg was driving the car, Violet sat comfortably in the passenger seat. Humming a song she

looked very happy and contented with her life.

"You seem to be in a pretty good mood today, aren't you?" asked Greg and a smile curved on his lips.

He turned and looked at her, and then he focused his attention on driving.

"Not bad. Anyways, I feel really good right now," replied Violet emphatically. She kept looking outside

the window all eyes to the beautiful scenery.

"It seems that I need to go out for fresh air more times than before in the future, so that I can have a

good mood all the time. Look, how beautiful these sceneries are! And is it a park over there?"

continued Violet.

Violet pointed to a place not very far away. Before this, she had never found the city was so beautiful.

"I'll take you out for a walk as long as I have time from now on. I know you're bored at home alone,"

replied Greg. He knew how much Violet loved playing around, but she didn't have a job and had

nothing to do at home after she woke up naturally every day, so she was definitely bored at home

alone. It seemed that he needed to spend more time on her, accompanying her and enjoying every day

with her.

"You are such a considerate husband," replied Violet happily. If Greg would spend more time with her in

the future, all her loneliness would go away and she could stay happy always.

"So how about giving a reward to your husband?" asked Greg. His face had a crooked smile which

conveyed he was up to mischief.

Violet came close to him and without hesitation kissed him on his face.

"So, are you satisfied with the reward?" asked Violet, smiling at Greg.

"I will be quite satisfied if you can always reward me with a kiss," Greg replied. He loved her style of

expressing love so much.

"Greg, you are very mischievous, has anybody told you that?" Violet suddenly turned towards him with

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"Of course I am. I can show you what I am in the bed tonight," Greg replied and smiled. He definitely

wanted to show his devilish side to his loving wife.

"You..." Violet was suddenly at a loss for words. She knew that the whole day she could do as she

pleased. In fact, she could torture him and ask him to obey her orders and he would have to do so. But

in the night in bed, she was at his mercy, and he would do anything that he wanted to do with her.

"Violet, I feel you need to eat properly when we have dinner tonight, alright?" Greg deliberately said.

"But, why? Overeating at night will make me fat," replied Violet. She could not understand what he was

trying to say and neither did she notice his wry smile.

"You can digest it even if you eat a lot at night, you know?" said Greg.

"How will I be able to digest so much food? We don't have a treadmill in our home," Violet answered. If

Greg wanted her to look slim, he would have to arrange a treadmill for her.

"Why do we need the treadmill? We don't have a gym," replied Greg.

Greg continued with a smile on his face,"I can help you digest all that food."

"What do you mean by that?" Violet still was not able to understand what Greg meant.

"We can burn some calories while on the bed."

"Greg, you are a dirty bastard!"

"Hahaha."