《Livid Guardian’s Endless Coddling》Livid Guardian's Endless Coddling
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After a long brainstorming session, Arna excitedly announced, "My Knight. How about My Knight to Earl?"
Alan felt drained, whichever he suggested was kicked away by his daughter and she stuck on to food, followed by Disney characters and now the royal family.
Finn was surprised to get some cool name, "So My Snow wants to nickname Earl as Knight?"
He asked as he carried Arna to his arms when she ran up to him. Arna shook her head, "It's My Knight."
Aria and Alan looked at each other and she chuckled understanding her daughter.
Finn tried to confirm, "You mean, our Knight."
Arna facepalmed before explaining, "Darling, it's My Knight. I am Snow princess and he is My Knight."
Finn: "..."
Some were speechless and the rest burst into laughter waking up Rose from her sleep. Yawning and feeling her whole body sore, she tried to sit when Finn left Arna on the bed and helped her.
Arna excitedly started jumping on the bed as reported, "Aunty Rose, Earl is My Knight."
Rose was totally clueless.
Finn quickly explained to her and to his shock his wife smiled spreading her arms at Arna, "So let our son be Knight of our Snow Princess."
Arna squealed in joy and hugged her but made sure to be careful understanding Rose as weak, "Aunty Rose is best."
Finn: "..." Now, he was jealous of his wife for stealing his Snow.
Rose gently coaxed her as she suggested, "Earl will be our Snow Princess's Knight and our Prince."
Arna sat on her lap trying to understand. She pointed to Rose and asked in amusement, "So will Earl be your Prince and My Knight?"
All were surprised seeing how easily Rose won Snow. But they didn't dare to discuss their prince's nickname in front of Arna.
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While the Stanley family celebrated the new member's entry for days, Aria got a call from Winston Wen directly. He agreed to give it a try but he wasn't sure if he could really have an unknown woman around him.
Aria was happy at least he made his mind to give it a try. Harold and Zeke had a list of ladies names who were from reputed families and staying alone for years.
Anyway, Aria asked for time so that she can arrange a date for Melissa Morse and Winston Wen.
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One night, Aria made herself comfortable and prepared how to convince Melissa.
Alan who exited the cloakroom in nightwear saw her brainstorming, talking to herself preparing mentally. Sitting on another armchair, he revealed, "Maisie convinced President Morse."
As though the heavyweight she was carrying flew away, she quickly leaped to his lap throwing her mobile away. She pampered him to know more about it.
Alan enjoyed his wife's antics and explained to her what happened, "When we had returned home from Stanley mansion, I had called Vince but I didn't know the call was on speaker."
Aria facepalmed and guessed the rest of the story, "The overexcited Maisie forced her mother taking her pregnancy as a knife."
Alan nodded. He hadn't mentioned to Vince about leaving Maisie out of it until Melissa agrees but it took another turn. Instead of convincing Melissa, Patrick and Maisie forced her to try.
Snuggling to her husband's arms, "I will talk to her before they meet each other. I will take their schedules in the morning and decide when I could talk to her face to face."
Alan chuckled and was proud of her for not forcing people on each other. "Shall I take you to bed, My wifey?"
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Aria sat straight and grumbled after a few seconds, "Actually… I want to take you to bed."
Alan was word struck and watched her standing up and calculating something in mind looking at him and the distance from there to the bed.
"Honey, you know, I can't carry you if you break my back." He said carefully.
However, she ignored his words and pulled him up. "I try to piggyback you."
Alan: "..." Fear crept up.
He raised his finger asking a minute and kneeled down. Aria was waiting but he threw her on his shoulder and took her to the bed.
Aria: "..."
However, Aria ran back near the armchair and demanded, "Alan, come here right now…"
Flipping the grown man over her shoulder is different from carrying. It consumes more energy.
He took steps like a snail towards her racking his brain to find a reason but failed. He didn't want to say she can't carry him, that will look like he was looking down on her.
He suggested instead, "Honey, how about you try to carry weights in the gym first."
Aria used her trump card, she rubbed her eyes saying, "You don't believe me I can…"
Done, despite knowing she was acting, he was in no mood to see her tears. He quickly covered the distance between them making his mind to admit to the hospital if something goes wrong.
"You hold around my shoulders, I will hold your legs," Aria instructed and waited for him.
Alan hoped he wasn't going to break her back and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "Ready?" He asked.
Aria nodded and felt the weight shift on her shoulder and she locked her hands holding his legs. Alan's eyes were tightly shut trying to digest his wife was trying to carry him.
Aria missed her first step but she balanced well and steadily walked from one end of their vast bedroom to another.
Surprised, "My wife is so strong." His fear fled out and chuckled for the piggyback riding. He felt their situation was more hilarious than any of their fun times.
Aria left… No, threw him on the bed and burst into laughter as she celebrated dancing triumphantly.
She so wished she was strong enough to carry him in her arms and throw him on the bed as he most of the time did to her. But she was happy at least she could do piggybacking for a little distance.
Alan was baffled lying on the bed. Never in his dream, he thought somebody could throw him on the bed. He realized it was his wife's little wish for probably a long time and she fulfilled it without ever revealing it to him.
He announced grimly, "I am not talking to you." He pulled the duvet roughly and closed his eyes to sleep moving to the edge of the bed.
Aria stopped celebrating and thought if she did too much and hurt his pride. Only they were present in the room so she played.
'Was it really humiliating?' She thought hoping their relationship with each other won't be affected due to her stupidity.
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