Chapter 563 Do You Love Me?
The following weekend was Bianca's birthday.
It was her first birthday since becoming queen, so naturally, it had to be celebrated in grand style.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she smelled a faint floral scent.
A bouquet of dewy daisies lay quietly on the nightstand.
They were wrapped in beautiful paper.
The colorful flowers looked even more vibrant against the wrapping.
Seeing this, Bianca felt a sweet warmth bubbling up from deep within her heart.
Every morning, she would wake up to a bouquet of daisies, rain or shine, as long as Smith was home, he would always pick them for her.
This consistency and romance gradually made Bianca fall for him.
Just as she was about to get up, the door to the room opened.
Smith, dressed in a black shirt and slacks, with his shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal his toned forearms, walked in.
Seeing that Bianca was awake, he strolled over to the bed.
He bent down and kissed her forehead, his voice gentle, "Happy birthday, Bianca."
Hearing his birthday wish, Bianca smiled slightly, her voice a bit hoarse, "Do I get the day off today?"
"Of course, you're the birthday girl. You don't have to do anything today, just enjoy yourself."
"Can I skip the party tonight? I don't like celebrating with them."
Smith chuckled, "So you want to celebrate with just me?"
Bianca raised an eyebrow at him, "Is that not allowed, Smith?"
"Of course it is. I'd love to spend your birthday with just the two of us, but as the queen, you have to attend the official celebration. Foreign dignitaries are coming. After the party, we can have our celebration, okay?"
Hearing this, Bianca looked at him curiously, "Where will we go?"
Smith smiled and kissed her lips, "That's a secret for now, my queen. Now get up, I made you some birthday noodles. If you don't get up soon, they'll get soggy."
He bent down and scooped Bianca up, carrying her to the bathroom.
Bianca was used to his actions by now and even enjoyed his affection.
She wrapped her arms around Smith's neck, rubbing her cheek against his chest.
The gesture made Smith's back tense up.
Looking down at Bianca's beautiful face, he smiled and said, "If you keep doing that, you might have to wait a bit longer for breakfast. I might just eat you up first."
Bianca was so startled by his words that she didn't dare make another sound.
She obediently lay in his arms, letting him carry her.
Smith set her down on the bathroom counter, squeezed toothpaste onto an electric toothbrush, and put it in Bianca's mouth.
Once they were done with their morning routine, he carried her to the dining room.
Seeing the two of them, the servants immediately bowed, "Happy birthday, Your Majesty."
Bianca smiled and nodded, "Go see the secretary later for your reward."
The servants were thrilled, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Smith waved them off, "You can go now. I'll take care of the queen."
He set Bianca down on a chair and kissed her forehead, "Wait here, I'll make your breakfast."
With that, he turned and walked to the stove.
The counter was already set with colorful ingredients.
Seeing this, Bianca curiously walked over.
Looking at the colorful ingredients, she asked, "Did you make all of this?"
Smith raised an eyebrow, "Who else? My picky queen doesn't like breakfast, so I have to get creative."
"So you got up early?"
"Not too early, around five. I went to the garden to pick vegetables, juiced them, and made a cake."
Hearing this, Bianca felt a warm sensation in her chest.
She knew Smith made it sound easy, but it was quite a hassle.
Not only did he have to juice five different vegetables, but he also had to use the juice to make a cake.
Even a housekeeper wouldn't do such a good job, let alone a foreign man who had never cooked like this before.
He made sure she could still experience the taste of home in a foreign land.
He must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, Bianca was moved.
She slowly walked up behind Smith, hugged his waist, and softly said, "Smith, thank you for doing all this for me. I'm very happy."
Smith turned around, lifted her into his arms, and looked deeply into her eyes, "As long as you're happy, it's all worth it."
Bianca touched his cold mask and asked seriously, "When will you take off this mask and let me see what you look like?"
Smith's lips curved into a smile, "I told you, when you truly fall in love with me, I'll let you see. So tell me, Bianca, do you love me now?"
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