I'll Teach You, Marianne.

As discussed last night, Alan took Anne to return to Luxembourg, so did Mr. David Clarke and his entourage. Although they both returned to Luxembourg, the two Clarkes took different planes.

"We left on a different plane, Anne, so it's only natural that we come back on a different plane." Alan repeated his statement for the umpteenth time, trying to explain to Anne.

"But still, it's a waste."

Alan chuckled. "How is it a waste? This plane is still in Dubai since it took us, and so is Grandpa's plane. Even if we join Grandpa, this plane still has to return to Luxembourg. And it would be a pity if this plane returned to Luxembourg empty. Now that is a waste."

"What kind of logic is that?" Anne snorted in annoyance. She had never won an argument with her husband.

Alan's smile grew wider. He then grabbed a glass of wine that the flight attendant had just brought and approached Anne, who was sitting on the sofa. "I love you, Anne," he said softly as he joined Anne on the couch.

Anne did not respond to her husband's words. She preferred to continue to stare at the window, staring at the clouds.

"This trip will take about 10 hours and 30 minutes. If you're mad at me like that then I'm going crazy, Anne." Alan tried to find pity from Anne.

"How can you be crazy? After all, there are many people here that you can talk to," said Anne curtly.

"There is my beautiful wife beside me, how can I talk to other people?!"

Anne took a deep breath, then closed the shutters that allowed her to see the clouds outside and looked back at Alan with an unfriendly gaze. "Okay, now what do you want to talk about?"

Alan thinned his lips. He then put down the wine glass which was only half full on the table and then sat up straight in front of Anne again.

"I don't want to share you with other people, I want to enjoy a lot of time with you without being disturbed by anyone. That's why I took you on a different plane from Grandpa," said Alan seriously.

"Oh my God! That's the only reason?" Anne's eyes widened at his words.

"Yes, what other reasons? I don't want you to be busy with other people, especially with Erick's girlfriend, Alice. Since they came, you've been sticking to her and I don't like it," Alan answered honestly.

Anne shook her head. She really was speechless at the moment. Because several flight attendants came to bring food, Anne did not continue her words. She didn't want her argument with Alan to be heard by others.

"Please enjoy, Madam. If there is anything else you want, don't hesitate to call me."

"Thanks, Leslie, that's enough for now," said Anne quietly, mentioning the name of the beautiful flight attendant who had just brought her food.

"Okay, then I'll excuse myself. Please enjoy, Madame, Sir."

Anne smiled in response to the friendly red-haired flight attendant's words. She turned back to face Alan. However, her attention was stolen by the appetizing strawberry cake. Without thinking, Anne immediately grabbed the tempting cake from the table and immediately enjoyed it without paying attention to Alan, who was still staring at her without blinking.

Because Anne seemed to really enjoy her cake, Alan didn't want to continue the debate. He chose to continue enjoying the wine that he had previously placed on the table.

"Anne..."

"Yes?"

"Do you believe that the dream is a hint from God?" 

Anne, who was biting a strawberry, immediately turned to Alan. "What do you mean?"

Alan let out a long sigh. "The river, the church, the white gown, and a girl with flowing hair, I kept dreaming about them for the past year. The dream kept coming until you finally appeared in my life. Everything is starting to return to normal, I can sleep soundly without having the dream, without seeing the girl by the river, crying, without seeing the girl whose eyes look like yours, staring at me sadly. I was really tormented by those dreams, Anne, until I finally saw you for the first time in front of the Clarke's Jewel new office with Linda. My chest was pounding so hard that it hurt back then. Even though my chest hurt, but that night I didn't dream of that girl anymore, Anne. I only dreamt of the white gown and the church. You probably won't believe it, just like that bunch of jerk doctors. But I'm honest, Anne, everything I just said is true. Every time I wake up from my sleep, my chest hurt and it felt like I've been through everything that I saw in my dream."

"What kind of church that appeared in your dream?" asked Anne in a trembling voice.

"I don't know... It's just that the church was like a church from the Middle Ages, it was not very clear."

Instantly, Anne's tears flowed down. She was sure that the church Alan said was the York Minster, the church where they tied the knot two years ago before God, without witnesses. Only the two of them knew about the vow they made together.

Seeing Anne crying, Alan panicked. Without a word, he immediately put the small plate of strawberry cake that Anne had not finished on the table. "Why are you crying, Anne? I'm sorry if I said anything wrong. Believe me, I'm not at all interested in the girl in my dream. I don't know her either. I won't be able to betray you, Anne. In my heart, there is only your name, Anne, there's no other women."

With teary eyes, Anne looked at Alan. "Can we go to England? I want to take you somewhere. I beg you, please."

Alan was taken aback. "England? Do you want to see Linda again? No, Anne, we're still going back to Luxembourg."

"I beg you. So far, I have never asked for anything from you. So please, grant this one request of mine, I want to take you some place, not to meet Linda," said Anne in a hoarse voice, full of hope.

Alan was silent for a long time after hearing Anne's words. As long as they were married, Anne had never asked him anything and it made Alan a little worried.

"Where do you want us to go?" Alan asked quietly, finally relenting.

Anne immediately wiped her tears quickly. "North Yorkshire."

"Not London?"

"No, I want to take you to visit a place I really want to visit."

Alan was silent for a long time. Finally, he got up from the sofa and left Anne alone to go to the cockpit. Anne, who didn't know that Alan had gone to the cockpit area, looked down sadly. Even though she was sure that if she could bring Alan to York Minster, Alan's memory would quickly return. After being gone for almost 10 minutes, Alan finally sat down beside Anne with a straight face.

"Because I have obeyed your wishes, now it's your turn to comply with mine," said Alan slowly with a smile.

Anne lifted her head and looked at Alan. "What do you mean?"

Alan slowly leaned towards Anne. "Satisfy me in bed while we go to North Yorkshire."

"Are you serious we're going to England?" cried Anne loudly.

"Alan Knight Clarke never lies, dear. Because I've granted your wish, so now it's your turn to please Mr. Clarke, Mrs. Clarke."

Anne's face reddened. "Aren't you satisfied? This morning we already…"

Smack!

Alan landed a kiss on Anne's lips. "That's just the foreplay, honey, we'll be playing the game in a moment."

To be continued