I'll Teach You, Marianne.

"And warm milk, warm cow's milk." Anne made it clear when she finished ordering all the cakes that caught her eye.

Jack immediately raised his eyebrows, surprised. "Are you going to eat those cakes with warm milk?"

"Yes," answered Anne firmly without any guilt.

Meanwhile, the waitress and cashier who were on the inside of the storefront smiled at the two new customers.

"So it's confirm, Miss, you're ordering the warm milk?" asked the cashier in a friendly manner.

"Of course, but it's pure cow's milk, isn't it? Not the milk in the supermarket, right?" asked Anne back.

"Yes, Miss, the milk in this shop is pure cow's milk that we get from the farmers directly. The milk is also sent every morning, so everything is still fresh," replied the cashier back with a smile.

Anne's eyes immediately lit up. "Okay then, I will have that."

"Okay, and what would you like to drink, sir?"

Jack, who was looking at Anne, slowly turned to the cashier who had just asked him. "I want coffee, no sugar and milk."

"Okay, the order has been placed and we will deliver it to..."

"We will sit on the third floor." Anne immediately cut off the cashier's words with a smile.

The cashier nodded his head. He then invited Anne and Jack to go up to the third floor while they would prepare the order. Since the shop wasn't too high, Anne decided to use the stairs instead of the elevator. Wearing sneakers made her comfortable to move, plus the clothes she wore made it easier for Anne to do whatever she wanted.

Jack, who didn't want to spoil his wife's mood, chose to be a good husband. He walked behind Anne without speaking. He let Anne do what she wanted.

"Wow what a great place, Jack! I like it." Anne immediately shouted loudly as soon as she reached the third floor.

Jack smiled. "Do you like it?"

"Of course, let's just sit outside, okay? I want to enjoy the Geneva air while looking at the lake," said Anne again as she continued her steps towards the chairs outside.

Jack just shook his head at his wife's behavior, which was like a child. Wearing casual clothes like now made Jack and Anne looked like young lovers. No one would have thought that they were husband and wife, especially Anne. If she claimed to be a single girl, maybe people would believe her. No one would think that she was a mother with one child.

Anne sat in a chair in the far corner. Her seat was currently her favorite spot because from that place she could see Lake Geneva with a wider range. The small boats on the lake made the twilight atmosphere even more pleasant. Jack himself finally joined Anne. He sat in front of Anne, who was taking photos of the lake from where they were now.

"Why do you take another object to be photographed when you have a more interesting photo object, Anne?" said Jack quietly as he took off the jacket that wrapped his body.

Anne immediately turned to Jack. "More interesting photo object, what is it?"

Jack immediately patted his left chest with his right hand. "Me."

The atmosphere immediately fell silent for a moment before Anne's laughter finally escaped. She burst out laughing at Jack's very funny words. Anne even almost dropped her cell phone if she didn't rush to put it on the table.

"What's so funny? Why are you laughing like that?" shouted Jack in annoyance.

Anne wiped her tears with her fingers. "You really are a narcissist, Jack."

"Narcissist? Who? Me?"

"Yeah, who else is there?" replied Anne back with teary eyes.

Jack looked at Anne seriously. "I'm not narcissistic, what I said earlier is a fact. How can that be called narcissism?"

Anne fanned her face using both hands so that her tears wouldn't come out again. If she continued this conversation, Anne was sure she would continue to cry out of laughing too much. Jack really had above average self-confidence which made Anne burst out laughing.

Jack, who was still annoyed, could only patiently watch Anne continue to laugh at him, but after a while he smiled. Jack was happy to see Anne laughing like this. The last time Jack saw Anne laugh like this was about seven years ago when they went to the cinema together to watch a movie after work while still living in Newcastle Upon Tyne.

Anne's laughter just stopped when two waiters came to bring Anne's order. Two minutes later, on the long table where Anne and Jack were sitting, various kinds of cakes that Anne had previously ordered were served.

"Wow...!"

"You sure you can finish all these, babe?" Jack asked quietly in disbelief.

Anne who was chewing Engadiner Nusstorte immediately nodded her head quickly.

"What if you don't finish them?" Jack asked again, annoyed.

Anne immediately raised her hand and pointed at Jack quickly. "You're here to help me finish these cakes." Anne answered innocently with a mouth full of food.

Hearing Anne's answer made Jack scratch his hair that didn't itch. He was really speechless at the moment. Because he didn't want to make the coffee cold, Jack finally grabbed his cup of coffee and immediately enjoyed it slowly, while Anne looked excited to try the various delicious cakes that were in front of her. Anne was very excited to try the sweet cakes without thinking about the sugar content in them, it was very strange. What was clear at this time was that Anne just wanted to eat all the cakes, even though in reality Anne only tried a little of each cake using a small spoon that had not been out of her hand. Once in a while, Anne clapped when she tasted the cake which she thought was delicious and it became an interesting spectacle for Jack. Anne had really become a different person right now. 

"Let's try this, I swear to God this cake is delicious, Jack," said Anne excitedly as she was about to feed a piece of cake to Jack.

"I've tried that, babe, the taste of chocolate is very sweet. I don't like it," replied Jack quickly refusing a bite from Anne.

Anne rolled her eyes. "This is different, Jack, it's a different kind of cake. Come on, eat, my hands are sore."

"Babe ..."

"Eat this or I'll be angry!" said Anne curtly, full of threats.

Jack then relented for the umpteenth time. With resignation, Jack opened his mouth and accepted a bite of cake from his wife, who was now smiling broadly without any sense of guilt having tortured Jack by repeatedly forcing his husband to eat the cakes she had ordered.

"How is it? It's delicious, isn't it?" Anne's eyes sparkled when she asked that.

Jack nodded his head while chewing, he really was in torment. Almost half of the cakes Anne ordered had moved into Jack's stomach by now and it seemed that Anne still had no intention of ending her torment on Jack this time. Poor Jack.

To be continued