After watching Mr. Goldman leave, Prokhov sighed.
After passing through the backyard, Mr. Goldman came directly to his bedroom.
His bedroom is not big. Unlike the decent and expensive clothes he wears every day, Mr. Goldman's bedroom can be said to be very simple.
Ordinary people assume that there will be decorations here, but in fact there are none. Of course, maybe this also indirectly reflects that it is not a rumor that people say that the Peterborough new favorite is a bit stingy.
Mr. Goldman came to the head of the bed, and if there was anything in this cold room with strong colors, it would undoubtedly be the oil painting hanging above it.
The woman in the painting had plump cheeks and gray eyes like a hazy light. Her facial features can't be said to be very beautiful, but they are very gentle, and her gentle little hands seem to be able to heal any pain.
Mr. Goldman stared at the person in the painting silently. Finally, he raised his hand and put his fingertips on the woman's face.
On this cold, rainy day, the dark-haired man longed to touch his wife again.
Anna came out of the tailor shop, holding an umbrella, and when she walked to another street, a familiar carriage stopped in front of her.
Anushka opened the car door from the inside and shouted, "Come up quickly."
The little girl still used honorifics. Although there were not many pedestrians on the street on a rainy day, there were always one or two good-for-nothing people who were a little curious about this matter, and not only cast suspicious glances.
Anna quickly got into the carriage first.
Annushka handed her the handkerchief and put away the expensive handmade umbrella.
Anna wiped the water stains on her face and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Sir told me before he left in the morning," Anushka replied.
Although she was a little dissatisfied with such behavior, after all, she might expose herself, but after encountering a series of unkind behaviors, Anna always felt at ease on this rainy day.
"Sir says it's raining too much," Anushka added.
"I see." Anna replied briskly. She took off her hat and loosened her hair to dry it out. When she reached the door of the house, she put it back in the damp hat.
Annushka took Anna back to the bedroom and put hot water for her to take a bath.
"Mister didn't explain this, but I think it's better to tell you, madam. Sir asked me to prepare hot water in advance, and I asked Sasha to prepare ginger tea before I left."
"I see."
"I think sir is really nice, madam." Anuschka said a little more.
"I know." Anna replied, and all the depressed mood disappeared with the hot bath at this moment.
When Karenin came back, Annushka told him that his wife was asleep.
Karenin took off his coat, drank another cup of hot tea to let the cold air escape from his body, and then went to the bedroom.
He came to the bedroom and saw his wife was nestling in the bed, sleeping deeply. It is estimated that if she is allowed to continue to fall asleep, she may not be able to wake up until xx o'clock.
After thinking about it, Karenin called his wife.
His voice was not loud, and after he shouted three times, the Sleeping Beauty in the bed slowly woke up.
The thick crow's wing eyelashes were opened, and the gray pupils were still a little confused. Before he woke up, his hands were wrapped around his right hand, forcing Karenin to half sit on the edge of the bed.
Anna rubbed the other's dry palm, and then touched the line of Karenin's arm. She felt the slightly frosted texture of the clothes on her face, and finally sighed softly, like a cat that urgently needs to be comforted.
"What's wrong?"
Although it was never advisable to lie down or sit on the bed when falling asleep, but since he had no choice at the moment, Karenin sat down peacefully. he asked in a low voice.
"It's nothing." Anna mumbled, her consciousness still seemed to be still awake.
Karenin didn't speak, and let the other party rub her palm, and later, he also gently rubbed the other party's cheek with his fingertips.
After a while, a smiling voice sounded softly in the air.
"You asked Annushka to take Peter to pick me up."
"kindness."
"You also asked Anushka to make an agreement with Sasha in advance to prepare hot water and ginger tea for me."
"kindness."
Obviously it was the same flat voice and short answer, but what Anna felt was completely different.
At that time, she suddenly felt that she had been cared for too well by Karenin, so no matter what willful decision she made, even though she apologized for it, in fact, compared with what Karenin did, it was more than what was allowed. It's not worth mentioning at all.
This was not her more egalitarian era, where entitlement and class were everything.
She could fully perceive this kind of cruelty when she was barely dressed, not to mention that she was still very naive in thinking. The days of ease have passed so long that she has almost forgotten the cold reception she suffered at those times.
Anna sighed lightly, got up straight, nestled in Karenin's arms in a movement that did not allow rejection, directly wrinkled the other's uniform, some cold metal buttons stuck to her naked skin, It makes people tremble a little.
The bedroom door was gently closed.
Karenin pulled up the quilt with his free hand, covered Anna's body, and then said calmly, "Anna, this is inappropriate."
"kindness."
A certain Mrs. who is a rascal is still nesting, like a greedy cat.
Now it was Karenin's turn to sigh inwardly.
"Tell me about it. You know, even if you don't tell me, I can get it from Anushka."
"Of course I'll tell you. In fact, I think it's good to tell you happy things, but sometimes, when something unpleasant happens to me, it's very important to tell you."
"So, very good." Karenin commented. He was now more or less used to these distinctive qualities of his wife.
For the next ten minutes, Anna recounted what happened to her at Goldman's tailor.
She noticed that Karenin's originally relaxed brows were now slightly creased in the middle.
"Um, I don't think you need to intervene, Alexei." Anna said.
Karenin took his wife's hand and looked at it carefully.
Anna smiled: "Oh, don't worry, Alexei. It would be better if you don't move something."
Karenin put down Anna's hand, and went through the information Anna told him again in his mind. Finally, he pinched Anna's fingertips and said lightly, "I suggest you not to go, Anna."
"Why?" Anna was a little surprised, she hurriedly said, "You agreed, you can't say nothing."
"What I said to you will always stand," said Karenin, putting down his wife's hand and looking at her with blue eyes. "But things are different now."
"What's the difference."
"If I'm not mistaken, that Mr. Goldman already knows about you."
"What!" Anna was really surprised now, she asked dryly, "What's wrong with me?"
"I'm afraid it's the umbrella." Karenin said in a low voice. "That umbrella doesn't look surprising, but it actually has some status."
"But, maybe he just saw that I'm not a poor boy, but it's not that..." Anna didn't know what to say, so she made a gesture.
"I don't have any more information on this. But I think he did know." Karenin said, and he pulled Anna's arm from his arm, and stood up.
"It's not safe."
Anna was silent for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "So, should I give up?" After speaking, she looked up at her husband again.
Karenin felt that his wife's eyes were stinging.
From a rational point of view, it is of course best to give up directly and stop before causing bigger mistakes.
However, he knew that the other party was unwilling.
So Karenin said nothing, he paced the floor slowly, thinking.
Finally he sighed and looked at his wife: "I can't talk you out of it, can I?"
"We all know that you can persuade anyone to give up if you want." Anna smiled weakly.
"But you don't want to." Karenin added, his brows furrowed, and finally, his thin lips pursed slightly and he said, "If this is the case, then there is no need to change it."
Anna looked at her husband in surprise.
"You need to pay more attention, Anna, and I will also investigate that Mr. Goldman."
I'll get that gentleman's weakness, so even if the worst happens, I can deal with it.
Karenin did not say the above sentence. After all, there is no need to expose the wife to these things.
After making a decision, Karenin already had several solutions in mind. Things are not unsolvable, but it is Karenin's policy to do things with the least amount of time and cost. Taking into account someone's emotional needs is not something he needs to consider.
And now, he had to.
"Can I hug you?" Anna asked, biting her lip.
Karenin froze for a moment, then said with a straight face: "This is inappropriate." He blushed a little. He was now accepting proper intimacy with his wife in private, but the "bed" was a forbidden place, it meant so much more, and Karenin wasn't sure he could really do it well.
And Anna, she didn't have these considerations.
In fact, looking at it from another perspective, most of the wanton behavior like Mrs. Karenin's was caused by a husband who didn't like to control his wife.
So, after the request for a hug was rejected, Mrs. Karenin blinked again, and changed a request that could actually be said to be a change of soup but not medicine.
"Then, can I kiss you?"
Mr. Karenin finally couldn't hold back, and his ears were stained pink.
"That's inappropriate." Mr. Karenin said again, and it was a bit difficult to refuse.
"oh."
Anna responded, lowering her eyes as if she was thinking about something. Then she got up and walked quickly in front of her husband with bare feet, clutching the neckline of his suit with both hands, and with a little effort, she let herself stand on tiptoe and kiss him directly on the lips, omitting the step of questioning.
Facts have proved that sometimes actions are more effective than words.