Chapter 433: Vivian’s Wedding (1)
"What do you think of a carriage ride together as a couple after we get married?"
Talia asked for the umptieth time in the past couple of days, making Arthur sigh.
They were on their way to the McAllister Mansion where the wedding was arranged. Sitting in the car, all Talia could think of was about her wedding.
"I really don’t care. Since you care too much, do what you want." He said a little dryly.
"You are getting mad about it. So you don’t like it? Be frank with me, Fred. If you don’t like it we can-"
"Goodness gracious, woman!" he held his head and his eyebrows twitched. "Just do what you want. Stop nagging me. Geez! Since when did you become a nagging woman? Ugh! I don’t care. I really don’t! Even if you want me to wear a skirt and ride a pony on our wedding day, I would gladly do that, if you could stop nagging me now! Wow!"
Arthur found the strings of patience snapping in his brain. They were not strong, to begin with, and with her incessant nagging, he wanted to scream at her, but he tried to be gentler. And he failed.
Talia snorted and moved away from him to the window of the car. She could see he got angry and she understood she should tone it down. But then him mentioning skirts and ponies made her imagine him in a kilt.
"You will look good wearing a kilt... We can do a photoshoot with you in a kilt. You can paint colours on your face and sitting on the horse you can shout "Tell our enemies...that they may take our lives, but they’ll never take our FREEDOM!!!" And then you can charge-"