Chapter 370 How About Remarrying?
Aurelia ate until she was full in one go. Nathaniel cleaned up the table, packed the empty boxes into a bag, and asked as he was about to leave, "What should we have for dinner?"
Aurelia gave a wry smile, "Dinner? Do we still need to eat dinner?"
She had been fed so much before dinner time that if she could still eat dinner, she might as well become a competitive eater.
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, "Then let's make some seafood porridge."
Aurelia was full, but the two kids still needed to eat, and as their caretaker, he couldn't slack off.
Aurelia felt much better after his antics. She slipped on her slippers, opened the balcony window, and a gentle evening breeze, carrying the rich scent of roses, wafted in.
She looked out and saw a sea of white roses.
When she came back, she was in such a bad mood that she hadn't noticed. In the morning, the place was full of weeds, but in just half a day, it was filled with flowers. The flowers seemed to be carefully selected, all about the same height, and even the buds were almost the same size.
Aurelia couldn't help but go downstairs out of curiosity. She was a simple person who liked roses, desserts, and milk tea.
The yard, which had been desolate a few days ago, was now a charming little garden, not only filled with roses but also decorated with many star lights, with a swing and a rocking chair installed under the window.
Aurelia imagined how beautiful it would be to turn on all the lights in the yard at night.
At some point, Nathaniel stood behind her, "Aurelia, what do you think?"
Aurelia spoke honestly, "It's beautiful."
Nathaniel stood behind her with one hand in his pocket, "These flowers are planted in the soil, so their blooming period should be long. I think they should be fresher and more beautiful than those cut and wrapped in paper, right?"
Aurelia couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. Jealous man!
She knew he was mocking the bouquet of roses Patrick had sent. Men could be so subtle.
"Nathaniel, I'm sorry about today." She was apologizing for her words when she entered the house.
Nathaniel easily grasped the reason for her apology. He remained silent for a while before letting out a chuckle, "I thought you had no conscience."
Aurelia rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're so petty."
Nathaniel laughed in exasperation, his expression helpless, "Petty? I bought you food and served you."
Aurelia was at a loss for words. His tone was one of self-pity, and knowing she was in the wrong, she didn't want to argue further or apologize again. After all, he had done it willingly.
Seeing her remain silent, Nathaniel asked again, "If you really feel bad, you don't have to apologize. How about we remarry tomorrow?"
He glanced at his phone, "Or we could do it now. Although it's after office hours, I can find someone to make an exception. If you want, I can make it happen even in the middle of the night."
As soon as he finished speaking, Aurelia responded, "No way."
Aurelia felt a tightness in her scalp, thinking to herself, 'Dream on. You think you can get me to remarry over such a small matter?'
Of course, Nathaniel was half-joking. He didn't expect to win her back so easily. Winning Aurelia back was a long-term battle, and he was mentally prepared for it. One misunderstanding was nothing.
They had never lacked misunderstandings between them.
At this moment, Dorothy called out from inside the house, "Mommy, why isn't the tent set up?"
Nathaniel and Aurelia exchanged a glance at the door. Ted had already delivered the tent to the yard, and they had forgotten about it until Dorothy mentioned it.
They had promised the kids on the mountain that they would sleep in the tent when they got home.
Aurelia couldn't help but sigh. They had a bed but chose to sleep in a tent, and she had to accompany them. The two kids had explicitly requested that their dad join them too.
But a promise to the kids couldn't be broken. She was already dreading the night's events.
In contrast, Nathaniel looked refreshed and in a great mood, almost as if he had "excited" written on his forehead.
Nathaniel responded and entered the house, wearing a fatherly smile, "Where should we set up the tent?"
Dorothy pointed to a spot near the balcony, "Over there, so we can see the stars."
"Alright, we'll set it up there as you suggested."
"Mommy likes the floor-to-ceiling windows."
"Yes, Mommy likes them..."
Aurelia stood outside the door, listening to the conversation inside, thinking to herself that she wanted him to spend more time with the kids to build a father-child bond. But he was using the opportunity to get closer to her.
Aurelia stayed in the yard for a while before going back inside. By then, the tent was already set up under the floor-to-ceiling windows. Dorothy was moving her precious toys into the tent one by one. She even went upstairs to bring down her little blanket and all the pillows for the family of four, arranging them neatly.
She muttered to herself, "Jacob sleeps inside, I sleep next to Mommy, and Daddy sleeps here."
Everything was arranged perfectly.
Nathaniel suppressed a laugh, and Aurelia knew he must be very happy inside.
For dinner, Nathaniel made seafood porridge. He said he would make a few simple dishes, but they were actually the kids' favorites and included the vegetables Aurelia hated.
While Nathaniel cooked, Betty guided him via video call. He was quite a quick learner. Some dishes were his first attempt, but under Betty's guidance, they turned out not too bad. They weren't gourmet, just ordinary home-cooked meals, but for a kitchen novice, it was a decent achievement.
Fortunately, the kids weren't picky eaters and enjoyed everything.
Aurelia, on the other hand, had a bit of a hard time. She had eaten a lot of sweets earlier, so half a bowl of porridge was just right for her. But Nathaniel insisted on putting vegetables in her bowl, making the meal almost torturous.
After dinner, Aurelia went to the kitchen to wash the pots, while Nathaniel leaned against the counter, supervising. "Aurelia, how about I wash, and you go tidy up the tent?"
Aurelia looked up at Nathaniel's smug face and wanted to throw a dishcloth at him, "Are you doing this on purpose?"
Nathaniel replied with a grievance, "On purpose? You were there when Dorothy suggested it. You didn't object at the time, so you can't go back on your word now, right?"
Aurelia ignored him, thinking to herself that she hadn't had a chance to object. He had already agreed to the kids' request before she could say anything, setting a trap and now playing innocent.
Nathaniel continued, "I recently bought a parenting book. One chapter says that you should always keep promises to your kids, no matter how difficult it is. Otherwise, it can lead to a lack of trust and negatively impact their worldview, making them grow up to be untrustworthy."
Aurelia continued washing the dishes, making a lot of noise, but it didn't affect Nathaniel's mood. He was fearless now.
He knew what he wanted more: his wife or his dignity. The choice was clear.
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