As Anna had previously determined, the dress was a huge success.
Mr. Gorman was not one to take credit for other people's work, and he said that the credit that belonged to Anna must be given to her. But the latter refused.
"I'm just a nameless poor boy. If you want to share this honor with me, I won't be able to concentrate on studying with you."
"But you deserve it."
"If you can give me something to make you feel better, then please really start teaching me something. Mr. Goldman, I don't mean the kind that I have to understand secretly, but more substantive Sex." Anna said with a smile, she knew that the other party would not refuse.
Sure enough, Mr. Goldman just glanced at her lightly.
After understanding that her character would never retaliate afterwards or anything like that, his contrived and hypocritical behaviors were completely stingy and unwilling to show.
This proud and mean man gave Anna a blank stare.
"If you can't keep up with my progress, then don't blame me for not continuing to teach you."
"I think I can," Ana said quickly, confidently.
The green-eyed man glanced at her and said meanly, "Don't just talk nicely."
Anna didn't answer the call, but just smiled.
Mr. Prokhov gave her a cheering look, and after that day, Mr. Goldman did teach her tailoring bit by bit every day, and Anna was indeed studying seriously.
Since she began to fully understand how much trouble her immature behavior had caused Karenin, she understood. Rather than constantly apologizing, or wondering whether to stop it all, it is better to learn what you want as soon as possible.
After all, a man can conquer the world, and a woman can conquer the man.
Although there are many restrictions on women in this era, it is precisely because of this restriction that women play a decisive role when men decide things.
She has already decided that she will bring this skill and wear a battle armor to gain the absolute right to speak for Karenin on the side of women.
Although Karenin didn't know the decision his wife made for him, because of this, Karenin's study returned to its former peace, and the latter's delayed progress was finally picked up again.
In the first few days, Karenin thought that returning to the familiar quiet atmosphere made him feel quite good, but once the days passed for more than a week, something was always wrong.
At first he thought it was a problem with the tea, but after asking the servant to replace the tea and check the water quality, he ruled out the problem. Then he wondered if the books he read were not attractive enough, but then he gradually ruled it out.
Karenin had a habit.
If he is restless and restless, he likes to pace slowly.
The range of pacing is not limited to the study room. In fact, most of the time he will choose to step out of the study room to patrol the aisle or even the dining room on the first floor.
Stepping on the parquet floor, even if the footsteps are steady enough, there will be a little sound because of the wood. At first Karenin thought that the sound would help him think, but until now, even hearing the creaking sound did not help him.
It dawned on him that maybe it wasn't the floor.
The servants in the house have a relatively strict schedule of work and rest. After completing their work most efficiently, Karenin generally does not need the servants at night, and the latter can always go to rest early. Out of the family's old housekeeper Kearney, and Kearney knows his husband best. He never bothered him when he didn't need it.
A feeling of emptiness came over Karenin.
He sent his butler over.
"What's the matter with you, sir?" Kearney asked respectfully, even the standing posture was the same standard for ten years, and the expression on his face was controlled in a state of decency and humility.
Karenin was always very satisfied with this look, but now he felt it was a bit strange.
He asked, "Has anything happened recently?"
Although Kearney was a little surprised why his husband would ask such a question, he didn't show it. He just thought about it responsibly, and after confirming it, he replied affirmatively: "No, sir."
Karenin frowned.
"Is there anything, sir."
After seeing his husband's frowning expression, Kearney felt a little uneasy.
"No, there's nothing wrong, you go to rest first, Kearney." Karenin said.
"Okay, sir, if there is anything else, please call me again." Carney bowed and then left, but after walking a few steps, the old man turned around and said again, "If there is still If anything bothers you, you can talk to Madam. You are married, aren't you, sir."
Hearing Kearney's words, Karenin was a little surprised.
After the old housekeeper left, Karenin looked at the second floor, and finally walked firmly to the second floor.
At the bedroom door, Karenin knocked first, but did not understand the permission.
The bedroom door was unlocked, so Karenin unscrewed the lock and went in.
He saw his wife was thinking quietly by candlelight, her eyes staring at the dummy in front of her, which she said was a model for making clothes. The scissors in his hand seemed to be reflecting cold light.
Except for the occasional explosion of candle wicks in the air, it is so quiet that it seems that as long as the panting is louder, it can be heard by people ten meters away.
His leather shoes were stepping on the luxurious hand-woven carpet at the moment without a sound, but Karenin felt that his brain was calm like a spring, as if his heart had settled down.
Karenin suddenly realized the reason for the boredom of the past few days.
It has nothing to do with tea, books, or anything else. It's just that after getting used to the company of my wife, I suddenly lost it and I'm not used to it.
Thinking of this, spoiled people suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, how can someone break into your world swaggeringly, be expelled and unwilling to leave, want to stay in various ways, and still keep changing your world , from a flower to a chair and more.
In your world, the rules are disrupted, the order is gone, and the peace is broken. After letting you get used to this completely illogical world and unreasonable emotions, she suddenly left again. After getting the permanent residency, I started to fly and travel to other worlds every day.
This kind of thought is like a vine, which grows rapidly, and before it becomes or creates more troubles, before it really starts to hurt people, its sharp thorns have already killed its owner. Stabbed himself.
Karenin restrained this thought, and shook his head in his heart, feeling that this kind of thought was extremely naive and immoral.
So he coughed.
Anna finally recovered from some kind of concentration, her eyes were a little dazed at first, and then she showed a sweet smile after seeing Karenin in the bedroom and walking towards her.
"Is it already this time?"
Karenin knew what Anna meant because he usually came to wash and sleep at half past ten. He was slightly uncomfortable, but it only took a second to get his expression together.
"No, it's only half past nine."
"Then what about you?" Anna frowned suspiciously.
This question was bound to be asked, but Karenin had not yet planned his visit this time. Or, to put it simply, he just followed his instinct to his wife's bedroom.
As for why he came back so early and what to say, he didn't think about it at all.
But Karenin is Karenin after all, most of the time he will not choose to use lies to really cover up his emotions.
So he used a slightly veiled candid way.
"I noticed that in the past week, after we had dinner at seven o'clock, we would not see each other again until half past ten. During this period, I sometimes stayed until half past nine because I needed to meet guests, and then I went to the study to deal with it. My official documents. On average, I meet with customers once every two days, and each time is two hours. The time for processing official documents is kept at 40 minutes, and the reading has been extended to make up for the previous progress."
Karenin paused, looked deeply at his wife with blue eyes, and then continued, "Now, my reading progress has returned to the original plan. So after more reasonable planning, After the meal we have an hour to talk."
Anna tried her best to digest these two long and somewhat convoluted words. Finally, she tilted her head, lowered her head and thought for a while, and when she raised her head again, her eyebrows and eyes had already become crooked.
"Oh, Alexey."
Because of his wife's tone, Karenin began to look a little uncomfortable, and his tone became faster.
"Anna, I'm saying this based on the 'Ten Reasons for Marriage' that we had previously agreed upon. As for the tenth reason, 'We are friends who can talk to each other', my understanding is that the so-called friends are those who meet the three views and have similar interests. Afterwards, the most basic measure to maintain a relationship is the need to talk. And we now talk for no longer than three hours a day. Compared with the time when we were married, it has gradually dropped by 50% recently. Generally speaking If the frequency of conversation drops by more than 30% in a short period of time, attention must be paid, and if the frequency of conversation drops by more than 45%, the relationship will break down. And we have already dropped by 50%." Karenin hinted.
Anna didn't think about it for too long this time. In fact, as long as you come to a conclusion, no matter how many clever modifiers your husband uses in one or two paragraphs, he is just complaining to you, you shouldn't For work or something else, it made him feel lonely.
"I apologize," Anna said with a smile as she put down the scissors.
The reason she was able to realize that she was still holding a pair of scissors was because she was about to throw herself into her husband's arms.