Naturally, the estate servants and passing shadow guards witnessed the entire spectacle. Several young maids gasped, covering their mouths with their hands as they practically swooned at the romantic sight of the handsome husband effortlessly carrying the terrifying young Madam. The guards simply stared in silent shock, entirely unsure of how to process such a blatant display of vulnerability from their ruthless commander.
"See?" Samuel murmured smoothly, looking perfectly at ease under the collective stares of the household. "They are thoroughly enjoying it."
Heena looked at his smug face, her expression turning terrifyingly calm. "Have you completely lost your mind? Do you actively want me to slap you across the face just to make you put me down?"
Samuel just shrugged again, completely immune to her murderous aura. "You are more than welcome to slap me, Wife. But you are completely exhausted. If I put you down now and you start walking, you are going to collapse again."
