
Davis was a little touched when Diora acknowledged him as a potential husband. Although it was true, she did not expect that Diora would say it directly from her own mouth.
Unable to see the face of Diora who wanted to ask for a change of clothes to ask her to leave the room, Davis also chose to give a papperbag containing Diora clothes from the same boutique as her current clothes.
Davis had no intention of pranking Diora, as the time was nearing the schedule he had made himself to return to Helsinki.
“This,” Davis said while giving papperbag.
“Thank you,” reply Diora gave a sweet smile. He stretched out his hand to take it.
“Save your smile for later tonight,” kelakar Davis gave a meaningful smile.
“Later tonight?” Diora frowned, not knowing that she was actually going to marry Davis today. Because he felt there was no preparation for their wedding.
“Already, you quickly put on your clothes that .. today we will be busy.” Davis forcefully inserted Diora's head and closed the bathroom door again. Leaving the woman confused by the intent of her words.
Five minutes later, Diora came out of the bathroom in a maroon dress, her white skin brightening with dark clothes. Even her pretty face was glowing in Davis's eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Am I too pretty that you don't blink?” diora tat chirps when she just came out and found Davis staring at her.
“Who is staring at you?” elak Davis, then looking for an excuse not to be discovered if he was fascinated with Diora. “I'm looking at a lizard on the wall,” reason.
“Ohh ...” Diora was a chirp, but she turned to look at the lizard Davis was referring to. Because he never knew if lizards can also enter the suite room of a five-star hotel. “No lizard, you lied again yes ..” accuse him, snorted bitterly and turned towards Davis.
“My clothes!” exclaimed Diora, pointing to the bathroom where her clothes still live there. But he had arrived outside the room because Davis dragged him, so he inevitably had to follow Davis.
“Leave it, I'll buy you another new one,” Davis said.
Davis walked quickly as he looked at the circular watch in his hand. In fact, he did not realize that Diora was currently struggling to follow her footsteps down the emergency stairs, because the elevator was always full. So to catch up with time, he deliberately went down the stairs.
“Let go of my hand ...” Diora flicked her hand to escape Davis's tight grip. “I'm tired of following your footsteps,” he continued.
Davis stopped his steps making Diora come to a halt as well. He saw Diora's face which was now filled with sweat and her breath was wheezing like a person after sports. Of course it was because they were descending the steps from the twentieth floor.
Davis took off his hand, then crouched down with his back in front of Diora. “Alright, I'll carry you,” the proposal.
Diora's eyes were perfectly rounded hearing that. “No need, I just need a leisurely walk .. no need until you carry me,” refuse.
Davis turned his head slightly to stare at Diora. “Get to my back right now or I carry forcibly you!” threaten her.
Diora who got the threat immediately walked ahead of Davis who was still crouching looking at her. Rather than her being carried, she better hurry up.
Davis smiled his smile, then he stood up and followed Diora with quick steps. He immediately blocked Diora's hand until she stopped him from walking. Without permission as usual, he immediately carried a bridal style. Walk down thousands of steps like a newlywed.