Chapter 71
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This reporter's words made Winifred's face stiffen. Several reporters also said in unison: "Yes, Winifred, can you tell us if you love the Second Young Master because the First Young Master is disabled?"
What's going on? Today is her happy day. These people are saying that she is boarding two boats. For a moment, Winifred was angry but was afraid because there were many cameras pointed at her, so she restrained herself. Dalziel next to him was also a little unhappy. Every time Atlas's name was mentioned, he felt completely uncomfortable.
Afraid that Winifred would foolishly make a fuss, Dalziel opened his mouth to speak again. 'Winifred and my brother's relationship is not what everyone thinks. My grandfather and Winifred's grandfather knew each other, so sometimes Winifred often came to our house to visit. My brother sees Winifred as just a sister, nothing more and nothing less. Unfortunately, she and I get along."
Everyone below had the same look on their faces: Oh! It turns out that's the case.
After Dalziel explained, reporters did not hesitate to ask about this issue anymore, although some people still had doubts.
They turned to ask about the couple's wedding, and Winifred's mood was a little better.
During the press conference, they also set the time and location of the wedding, which may or may not be the end of this month.
While watching the news on the online newspaper, Daisy glanced at the man sitting reading a book. He was calm right now, but what if he read this news? She could also imagine that scene, and she was racking her brain to think of what to say to him.
Daisy was a little confused, she had to let him know about this in advance, otherwise, Dalziel would show him her true strength, and this man would go crazy.
She put down the phone and walked towards him step by step. When she reached the wheelchair, she stopped to see what book he was reading, but when she looked at the vague words on the page, she couldn't understand a single word.
She asked again: 'Is this French?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out next to Atlas. He turned away and looked at the person next to him. Seeing her staring at the book with a confused expression, he looked at it, decisively closed the book, and said: "That's right."
"Really? Can you teach me a few French phrases like Hello guys, nice to meet you, I love you, thank you, things like that?"
Daisy looked at him excitedly. Last time in France, she couldn't say a word to the children. This made her very sad so she wanted to learn a little French. If she meets them again in the future, she can say a few words. Even though she doesn't know if she will have the chance to meet again or not, there's nothing wrong with learning a little.
Atlas looked at her inquisitive expression but said nothing. Daisy persuaded him: "Teach me a few words. Treat me as your wife. The first lady of Drkov's house goes out on the street without knowing a foreign language, will people laugh at you?"
'I get laughed at a lot, it's okay if they say a few more words."
Atlas said sarcastically, not realizing that he was no longer angry when he heard her say she was his wife.
Seeing him smile bitterly, her heart also sank, and said: "It's okay, people can laugh, I don't care about those jealous sentences, I just really want to learn a few words, Can you teach me? I learned it online but I can't pronounce it."
At her sparkling velvet eyes, Atlas unconsciously nodded.
Daisy was so excited that she hugged his neck and said. "Thank you."
It was just a fleeting hug but it made it difficult for Atlas to control his racing heart. He even felt like reaching out and hugging her back.
Why is this so, why does every time this woman hugs him, feels so incomprehensible? Atlas was stunned for a few seconds. When he woke up, he saw her holding a pen and writing, sitting opposite him attentively like a studious student.
'Okay, I'm ready, keep going."
Daisy held the pen and said happily.
Atlas threw her a bucket of cold water: "Do you know how to write French?"
Her hand holding the pen stiffened, then she smiled shyly and said: "Habit, just a habit, you see, don't all students have pen and paper ready?"Instinctively, when hearing the word 'study', people naturally take out books first. She is no exception.
Atlas just said that without any comments, he said again: "I say one sentence, you listen and read along with me."
"Alright."
Daisy listened to him very attentively.
Atlas started to say his first sentence. 'Bonjour."
Hearing that, she also imitated and said: "Bonjour."
As soon as she finished speaking, Atlas said with some satisfaction: "Repeat ten times."
Daisy listened to him and repeated it ten times until he was satisfied. Seeing him nod, she asked: "Is it okay if I pronounce it like that?"
'Okay for now."
Atlas said leisurely, continuing to teach her the second and third sentences. The more he taught, the more surprised he was at her pronunciation. If he only said it once, she would be able to pronounce it correctly, which surprised him a little.
He asked her to repeat each sentence ten times, the more she said it, the more proficient she became.
After saying ten sentences, she asked the meaning of each sentence. He also explained the meaning to her in order and then asked each word again. He asked in English and she answered in French.
After studying the ten questions, she asked: 'How is everything? Did I answer correctly?"
'Um."
He just spoke softly, his eyes were slightly closed, her voice was pronounced very well, and he sounded a bit passionate.
Daisy leaned forward again, gently whispering in his ear: "Am I worthy of being your student?"
His ears trembled slightly, and his lips moved: "I don't accept students."
'So do you accept me as your wife?"
She was teasing him, and what did she think he would say? Atlas was a bit shaken when he heard the word wife. He didn't answer but just pursed his lips, will he accept her as his wife or not? If it was before, he would have said no but now his thoughts are a bit complicated and confused.
