CHAPTER 922: CHAPTER 922: A PERFECT MATCH (PART 2) – THE END OF LI AND LIN

Counting red envelopes?

Julian Rathborne opened the treasure chest and poured out all the red envelopes inside. The clattering red envelopes scattered across the wedding bed, completely covering the oversized bed.

Oh my, so many red envelopes!

Seraphina Linden’s eyes lit up; she had never seen so many red envelopes before.

"Mr. Rathborne, do people like you also receive red envelopes at their wedding?"

Seraphina was curious. For someone of Julian Rathborne’s power and status, shouldn’t the wedding be more sophisticated than merely receiving red envelopes?

Julian wrapped an arm around Seraphina’s soft waist, leaned close to her ear, and chuckled, "Originally, there weren’t any red envelopes, but I intentionally spread the word that my wife likes counting money. Activities like counting red envelopes must be included on our wedding night for her."

The news of Mrs. Rathborne liking to count red envelopes spread through the town, as well as the tale of Mr. Crawford doting on his wife.

Seraphina opened one of the red envelopes, and the stack of RMB inside dazzled her. She sweetly turned around and gave Julian a strong kiss on his handsome cheek, "Thank you, Mr. Rathborne."

Julian, watching her happily open the red envelopes, couldn’t help but smile, "Mrs. Rathborne, are you still calling me Mr. Rathborne? Shouldn’t you call me something else now?"

Seraphina blinked her long lashes, looking at him quizzically, "Then what should I call you, Julian Rathborne? Mr. Rathborne?"

Julian gave her soft waist a gentle squeeze, "You’re being cheeky again!"

Feeling ticklish, Seraphina giggled and fell into Julian’s embrace, then looked at him with her big, watery eyes and sweetly called out, "Hubby~"

Julian felt his whole body melt at her words. He lowered his head to kiss her.

But Seraphina evaded him, continuing to count her red envelopes.

Julian’s lips landed on her long hair, where he planted a few kisses, "Mrs. Rathborne, did Sean Dawson ever touch you?"

He’d wanted to ask this for a long time, and at this moment, could no longer hold back his curiosity.

Seraphina opened another envelope, "Of course not, he’d never dare touch me. If he ever touched me with which hand, I’d chop it off and feed it to the dogs."

Seeing her fierce expression, Julian’s lips curved into a smile. He should have known, it was Seraphina Linden, after all. How could she let someone like Sean Dawson get close?

That day in the luxurious box, he was blinded by jealousy and foolishly believed Sean Dawson’s nonsense.

"Mrs. Rathborne, how did you end up associated with the Dawson family?" Julian was curious.

Seraphina sighed, "It was for the sake of my people. That winter, the entire sea was frozen, cutting off all contact between Alani and the outside world."

Recalling the situation, Seraphina furrowed her brows, "It was the coldest winter I’d ever encountered. Newborn babies, elderly people on the brink of death, limbs all frozen stiff... I’ve survived many battles and challenges, but during that time, I was truly stuck. So I sought out Old Mrs. Dawson, who extended help, and as an exchange, I signed a contract."

"Hubby," Seraphina gazed lovingly at Julian, "as the Queen of Alani, I must return there. But before leaving, I hesitated about whether to take Serena back with me."

"If I took her back, she would have to bear everything as the Princess of Alani and walk the path I’ve walked. After much hesitation, I decided to leave Serena behind in a comfortable, carefree life with two treasure boxes. If she finds her way home, she can fulfill her destiny. If not, I hope she lives a simple but happy life like millions of other girls."

The love of a parent for their child is far-reaching. Seraphina Linden is not just the best queen, but also the best mommy.

Julian was deeply shaken. He’d always thought she was just a carefree little spendthrift. It was his first time understanding her inner world.

Despite the challenges and obstacles, she remained innocent, pure, and always smiling.

Julian lifted his hand to gently touch Seraphina’s head, "Mrs. Rathborne, you’ve worked hard."

"Yes!" Seraphina nodded vigorously, widened her eyes innocently, and gazed at him pitifully, "Then hubby, you have to treat me well in the future, after all, you’re the only man in my life~"

You’re the only man in my life~

Aside from him, she had no one else.

He was her one and only.

Julian pulled her tightly into his arms, "Mrs. Rathborne, let me treat you well right now. Let’s bathe together."

He went to pick her up.

Seraphina quickly evaded, deliberately lying flat among the red envelopes, "No hubby, you go first, I still need to count the money."

"Mrs. Rathborne, hurry up, I’m waiting for you."

...

In the bathroom.

Julian stood under the shower, waiting for Seraphina. No matter how long he waited, she didn’t come.

"Seraphina... Seraphina!" He couldn’t help but call out.

At this moment, a sweet meow echoed around him, "Meow~" Julian quickly turned back. It was Seraphina, peeking through the frosted glass door with a playful face.

Meow~

She sweetly called again, "Master, your little kitten is here~"

From then on, Julian and Seraphina lived a life filled with playful marital intimacy. Gradually, even those close to Julian noted that their boss’s neck frequently sported a constellation of love bites.

Julian never told anyone that post-marriage, he was often kissed awake in the middle of the night.

In a daze, he would open his eyes to find Seraphina snuggled against him, playfully smiling,

"Hubby, I had a nightmare that you didn’t love me anymore and wouldn’t give me money. It was terrifying."

"Hubby, kiss me, mwah~"

"Hubby, I realized today that I love you even more. I really adore you~"

...

Outside the Rathborne family mansion, Master Zayne arrived with his closed-door disciple, Gael Crawford.

As Master Zayne took in the festive air of the Rathborne family, Gael, the little sage, recited, "One sentiment, one fleeting life; one lifetime, one pair of lovers; face to face but unable to hold hands, yet money paves the way across a thousand miles."

The epitome of a perfect match.

With that said, little Gael turned and strutted away.

The words of Master Zayne were lost; he glanced at Gael with exasperation, sighing over the pupil he had raised. What could he do but teach to the end, tears or not!

Ps: Darlings, this concludes the story of Julian Rathborne vs. Seraphina Linden. Next, I’ll focus on Justin Xavier vs. Leah Thorne. Let’s celebrate, hugs and kisses to everyone.