Bonnie crossed her arms and glanced at Ivor with her peripheral vision.
“I don’t want to deal with this kind of nonsense. You handle it.”
“Alright.” Ivor indulgently agreed.
He looked at Wallace, his eyes sharpening again. “I can forgive you this time because your father cooperated with me. But if there’s a next time, I’ll let you experience being blind.” Wallace nodded repeatedly, afraid that if he hesitated, Ivor would come after him.
“I-I understand, Mr. Ivor. I-I promise, there won’t be a next time. T-Thank you for not holding it against me.”
Ivor stared coldly at him for several moments. “Get lost.”
“Yes, Mr. Ivor, we’ll leave immediately!” Wallace quickly waved to his lackeys, disappearing from Ivor and Bonnie’s sight at the fastest speed possible.
Ivor just merely glanced at them before averting his eyes. He then grabbed Bonnie’s hand and headed toward the hot spring retreat.
“Honey, are you tired? Let’s go relax in the hot spring.”
“Okay.” Bonnie stretched lazily. “Sitting in the car all morning, I feel a bit stiff. Soaking in the hot spring should help.”
“Yeah, I’ve already arranged it. Let’s go straight in.” Ivor led Bonnie through the long corridor to the innermost hot spring room.
Bonnie was stunned by the scene before her when the door was pushed open.
“When did you prepare all this?”
Fragrant, luscious flowers encircled the hot spring room in front of her, and the pool water gave off a light mist that gave the impression of being in a dreamlike fairyland.
“I had Floyd arrange it on our way here.” Ivor looked at Bonnie, his eyes filled with tenderness. “Do you like it?”
Bonnie nodded in agreement. “Yes, it’s quite nice.”
Getting Bonnie’s approval made Ivor inexplicably happy.
“Then you go ahead and soak. I’ll go prepare the essential oil massage for you.”
“Essential oil massage?” Bonnie gave him a meaningful look. “You’re not plotting something again, are you?”
Ivor looked innocent. “Honey, an essential oil massage is a specialty of Verdant Valley Retreat. I thought since we’re here, we should experience it. If you don’t want to, it’s fine, I won’t force you.” Bonnie scrutinized Ivor for a moment. Seeing his serious expression, she believed him somewhat.
“Then go prepare, I’ll start soaking.”
Ivor’s eyes gleamed with a sense of accomplishment. “Okay, I’ll go now.”
Watching Ivor leave, Bonnie removed clothes from the cabinet and changed them before entering the hot spring.
The water temperature of the hot spring was just right, making her feel comfortable.
She lowered her eyes, her delicate face filled with enjoyment.
Ivor returned with the essential oil and couldn’t help but feel victorious at the sight.
“Honey, you look so beautiful like this.”
Bonnie opened her eyes slowly and shot him a sidelong glance.
“So you mean, I only look good like this? I don’t look good in any other way?”
