Mr. Walsh, please pass me that painting. Lindsey was standing on top of a chair and was about to hang the painting they had just bought on one of the walls in the Living room.
Domenic promptly handed her the painting she wanted.
Lindsey took it and tried propping it against the wall. However, she wasnt tall enough, so she had to stand on tiptoe. Unexpectedly, she lost her balance and fell backward with the painting!
Fortunately, Domenic was standing right behind her. He reacted quickly and caught her, so instead of falling to the ground, she fell into a warm embrace. He helped her up and ordered, Get down from there. Let me do it.
Lindseys face was pale. A little rattled, she obediently jumped down from the chair and let Domenic do the work.
Domenic was tall, so he was able to hang the painting on the wall effortlessly.
Indeed, a house needs a host. Lindsey couldnt help but sigh wistfully.
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Smiling, Domenic clapped his hands and joked, A house needs a hostess as well. Otherwise, how would I have bought so many beautiful things for so cheap?
ALL of a sudden, Lindseys heart skipped a beat. Why did this little interaction make her feel as though they were newlyweds?
She shook her head and banished those ridiculous thoughts from her mind, focusing on the task at hand. Over the next few hours, the two worked together in decorating the apartment.
By the time they finally finished, it was already five oclock in the afternoon. Exhausted, Lindsey looked around the apartment, feeling a sense of fulfillment.
Now, this place finally looks like a home!
Domenic also surveyed their new and improved surroundings, feeling quite satisfied. It suddenly occurred to him that when he was a child, his home also had such a warm atmosphere, thanks to his mother. She also liked to decorate the house with beautiful ornaments, whereas his father never interfered with his mothers hobby.
Back then, Domenic had gotten so angry at his mother because she had decorated his room without his permission.
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But now, he missed it so much. Only now did he realize that no one had decorated his room for him since then, and he hadnt felt this kind of warmth from someone in such a long time.
Mr. Walsh, whats on your mind? Seeing him standing there in a daze, Lindsey felt confused.
Domenic came back to his senses and quickly put on a smile. Oh, nothing. Did we miss anything?
Lindsey looked around, her gaze landing on the bare balcony.
If only we could put some fresh flowers on the balcony
Looking at her beautiful side profile, Domenic asked in a soft voice, What kind of flowers do you like? Ill go out and buy some when I have the time.
As long as theyre colorful, Ill be happy. Lindsey looked back at him and added with a kind smile, You must be very tired. Lets talk about it some other time.
Domenic nodded in agreement. After all, he had a meeting to attend, so he got changed and left.
But as soon as he got in the car, he called Franklin Selleck, the butler of Walsh Manor.
Franklin, please gather a few flower pots from the greenhouse and send them my apartment in Waterfront Apartments. Come in the daytime tomorrow and set them up on the balcony. Be sure to pick the most colorful ones, okay?