Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 328: 328 The Joke about Couple Outfits

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Atra Blanc was shrouded in sorrow for the entire day, and after lunch, she spent her time folding ritual ingots in the living room downstairs.

She also used paper to cut out many clothes, meticulously matching suits and vests, even gluing small paper buttons on them one by one, instead of just drawing circles with a pen.

Alexander Summers said to her, “You’ve already burned so much ritual money for him, it’s enough for him to spend. Why bother with these?”

Atra, her eyes reddened, whispered, “When he was alive, did he ever have to worry about his own clothing and daily needs? They were always prepared and served by the servants. Even if I burn a lot of money, I don’t know whether he’ll be able to spend it.”

Alexander, ruthless and brutal outside, was helpless with his own mother, and could only suggest, “Why don’t you burn some servants for him to use?”

Although he meant it as a joke, Atra surprisingly took it seriously and began to cut out little paper figures.

Alexander Summers: “…”

Purple Summers pulled him away to avoid him from saying anything that might hurt Atra’s feelings.

“Leave Mom alone. It’s better to let her burn some things than having her doing nothing and overthinking. Let’s just think of it as a consolation,” Purple said.

Alexander rubbed her head and smiled, “Not bad, you know how to care for your mother-in-law now.”

Purple rolled her eyes, knowing well that Alexander couldn’t say anything nice, she shouldn’t have had any expectations.

She didn’t want to pay attention to him and turned to go back to her room, but Alexander grabbed her arm.

“I’ll take you out tonight,” Alexander said.

Like a frightened hedgehog, Purple quickly withdrew her hand, “No!”

“You dare not go?” Alexander still smiled, a creepy grin.

Having no choice, Purple agreed, but to guard against Alexander causing trouble, she threatened, “Today is the elder master’s death anniversary. Don’t go too far and disgrace our family name, or the elder master’s ghost won’t spare you!”

“What nonsense are you thinking of? Disgracing the family name? Where did you learn these old-fashioned phrases?” Alexander laughed, pinching her cheek, “I told you, I won’t touch you before you turn eighteen.”

Purple slapped his hand away and went into her room.

She was very worried.

Before, she had been looking forward to turning eighteen so she could take the judicial examination and return to her original position as soon as possible.

But now… Once the new year passed, she would be seventeen. Thinking about it, eighteen wasn’t far away, and it seemed like a nightmare…

Purple sighed, feeling unlucky.

Now that she couldn’t escape Alexander and had no strength to resist, she gave up and stopped thinking about it.

Thinking wouldn’t help anyway.

In the afternoon, Purple cleaned Tiny’s parasol tree branch and prepared a bath for Cleo.

After taking care of both pets, she was all sweaty and went to take a bath before lying on the bed reading. Soon, she fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky was already pitch black, and Alexander was sitting by her bed.

In the dim darkness, Purple gazed at the shadow by the bed, feeling no ripples in her heart.

It was because… She had gotten used to it.

She had gotten used to his sudden appearances and invasions into her personal space, so much so that… She almost forgot what shame was.

“Where are you taking me?” Purple lazily got up, opening the wardrobe to change clothes.

“Saying it would ruin the surprise,” Alexander walked over, wrapped his arm around her waist from behind, and rested his chin in the hollow of her shoulder, “Wear the coat you wore this morning when you went out.”

Purple glanced at him listlessly.

Why wear all black when going out for a celebration? Was he stuck on the idea of couple outfits and couldn’t get out of it?