I Love You, Miss Genius

"Bonnie? She's here so soon?" Ivor glanced around the hall. "The rest of the arrangements are almost done. You all keep working on them; I'll go see Bonnie."

"Yes, Mr. Ivor," the butler immediately responded.

Ivor stood up from the sofa and walked briskly toward the door. Just before reaching the doorway, he slowed his pace. It had been a whole week since he last saw Bonnie.

'Did she miss me? What will our reunion be like?'

Various emotions flooded his mind, causing him to quicken his pace once again. Regardless of his feelings or impressions, nothing could surpass his urgent desire to see Bonnie.

When he arrived at the door, he saw Bonnie wearing a black dress with her long hair flowing. He felt as if everything around them had lost its color, leaving only Bonnie before his eyes.

Caught in Ivor's intense gaze, Bonnie blushed, which made her cheeks turn slightly red.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" His gaze was so direct, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Ivor replied, "Yes."

Bonnie didn't immediately grasp his meaning. "Yes? Yes, what?"

Before she could react, Ivor reached out and lifted her off the ground. "There's something on your face—my favorite expression."

With her body suddenly suspended in the air, Bonnie was momentarily stunned. Then she heard what he said and felt her cheeks burn even hotter. "It's been a week, and you're still so smooth with your words." Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Ivor smirked and carried Bonnie inside. "It's not being smooth; it's..."

"Telling the truth," Bonnie interjected. "You always use the same phrases. Can't you change it up a bit?"

Ivor's lips curled into a pleased smile. "Then what do you want to hear? Should I go learn something new and tell you when I come back?"

"Aren't you already self-taught? What else is there to learn?" Bonnie wrapped her arms around his neck and glanced around. She noticed that he had brought her to the backyard, raising her eyebrows in surprise. 

"Why are we here in the backyard? Shouldn't we go to the front hall?"

Ivor blinked mysteriously. "Guess."

Seeing through his little scheme, Bonnie teased, "I guess... your surprise for me isn't ready yet."

"You've guessed it?" Ivor chuckled. "My clever honey. Let's stay in the backyard for a while. We'll go over it once the staff finishes the preparations." 

Bonnie raised an eyebrow playfully. "It's not a special day today. Is it necessary to make it so grand?"

Ivor pretended to sigh helplessly. "You don't even know what day it is? That disappoints me a little."

Bonnie pondered for a moment but couldn't recall anything significant about the day. "Are you implying that today marks a week since we last met?"