"You didn't tell me that her mother was dead," Claire whispered. Ann immediately went to her room to assist with packing.
"Yes! We were told not to bring that topic up since it was a bad experience and news for all who knew her." She informed her. Claire knew that the matter must really be a serious one.
She saw a letter from her mother right inside the box. She also saw an autopsy inside the box saying her mother was murdered, but there was no evidence yet. That was how Claire got to figure out that her mother was already dead.
"Oh my goodness! I wondered what he must have gone through when he got to realise it. He was abandoned by his mother a few years after she had given birth to him, and then she died a few years later also." She thought. She thought she was a little bit mean to him. She still had that thing that was called empathy.
"How did he get to cope?" She questioned Ann, since it was really impossible for her to imagine it alone. She didn't know what it would feel like for him. She wondered if he would need to see a therapist. Or had he simply healed on his own?
She calculated the year the incident occurred and knew he was in high school at the time. She wondered how he also got to cope right at school.
"I think if you really want to know more about it, you should go ask him yourself. You two are getting closer. He should be able to open up to you. Don't be fooled by his strong acts, either." Ann wanted her to find out about it herself. That's what Ann told her.
I found what she said reasonable, but it was still surprising. He didn't look like someone who had gone through all of this. "You should take this with you." Ann wanted to change the topic and lighten up the mood. She brought her lingerie to wear on their honeymoon.
"What do you mean by that? I wouldn't need that. Why would I need that?" Claire rejected the lingerie immediately after she saw it. She then saw the expression on Anna's face and remembered that she was not supposed to make her suspect anything.
"I mean, I can seduce him without using that." Before she could start suspecting anything, Claire quickly added it, and it worked. Ann thought that was a beneficial reason for rejecting lingerie.
"Oh! I would still recommend you use that. You should make us a lot of babies. I miss having them around me. I know you can seduce him without using this, but you should make him curious; you should make him do the imagination himself." She patted Claire's shoulder and stretched the cloth over her. Claire had no children, but she listened to what she was saying.
"You should try it now," she suggested.
"Are you sure?" Claire muttered.
"I must bring the others so you can choose the best." She excused herself, while Claire nodded. Claire rubbed her head out of frustration after seeing what had just happened.
"When will all of this stop happening?" She looked at the lingerie that was hanging right in the walk-in closet. She felt the sudden urge to put it on.
She pulled off her clothes, leaving her naked, while wearing lingerie. Out of curiosity, she wanted to check how it looked on her.
She then walked out of the closet to check herself in front of the huge mirror in the room. She was putting on red-coloured lingerie, and she was so in love with it! "Oh my goodness!" She muttered under my breath.
As she glided her hands over the luxurious fabric, it caressed her skin, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her curves. The lingerie was designed to accentuate her body in all the right ways, flaunting her assets and teasing a hint of skin as she moved.
"How did she get to know my perfect size?" Claire questioned herself, looking right at herself in the mirror. At this point, she was really in love with herself.
The delicate straps fell to the small of her back, showcasing a seductive glimpse of her skin. The sheer fabric skimmed over her hips, revealing a hint of skin as she moved, creating a mesmerising effect.
As she looked into the mirror, she was mesmerised by her own reflection. The lingerie brought out the best in her, accentuating her assets and drawing attention to the areas she wanted to highlight.
The sheer lace cups hugged her breasts, creating an alluring sight of her cleavage. The fabric skimmed over her body, revealing her curves and hinting at what lay beneath.
She felt powerful and seductive, like a goddess in her own skin. The lingerie had transformed her, giving her the confidence to embrace her sensuality and beauty.
It was a new kind of lingerie, and it showed. "I wish I had gotten married to someone who I really loved. I wouldn't hesitate to wear this." She muttered under her breath again.
She then wanted to pick up the robe that was right on the bed. It was the other layer of lingerie, and it would be used to cover the real piece. She then heard someone walking into the room.
"I would just go for this! I am so in love with this lingerie." She paused before continuing, "What are you thinking, Ann?" She thought it was Ann who had entered, not knowing that it was Joshua who had.
Joshua wanted to get something from the room since Ann said she was busy doing that. He decided to go to the room himself. He never imagined that his wife would be wearing something so hot.
He entered the room, and the first thing he spotted were her bare legs. That would be the first time that he would be seeing it, and he loved what he was seeing.