Matthias was still worried that his wife would suddenly collapse while playing the piano. He held his wife's hand tightly and relied on his left hand to press the piano keys. Actually, he was curious why his wife suddenly loved him so much from last night until now. Besides, why his wife was so enthusiastic to hear the instrument he played. Matthias really felt deja vu because he used to play his wife's favorite instrument on her birthday.
"By the way, why do you keep holding my hand?" Victoria protested, pouting her lips.
"Because I just want to hold your hand."
She let out a mischievous laugh while pinching her husband's waist. "This is the first time I've heard your answer so stupid. I'm sure there's a hidden reason why you suddenly want to hold my hand all the time."
"Okay, I'll admit it now. I was worried that you would suddenly faint again. That's why, just in case, I held your hand before you actually collapsed."
