I'll Teach You, Marianne.

< Newcastle Airport >

"Careful, follow my lead, babe."

"No cheating, no peeking."

"Trust me, okay?"

"Watch your step."

Anne smiled hearing all the chatter of Jack asking her to obey him. Even though since he was about to leave, no one had told her where she was going with Jack.

"We're going to get in the car, so please be careful and follow my directions," said Jack again as he wrapped his arms around Anne's body.

"Yes sir."

Jack chuckled at being called 'sir'. Not long after, they arrived at the pick-up area where a white limousine was parked with the door wide open. Jack was annoyed when he saw the luxury car, because he had ordered to be treated normally, but the reality was far from his imagination at all. They were still treated like Jackson Knight Clarke and Marianne Clarke as in Geneva and Luxembourg.

"Jack, where are you taking me?" asked Anne quietly impatiently.

Jack smiled. "Forgot our agreement on the plane, hm?"

"It's not that I forgot, it's just that I'm already very curious. Why do we still use a car from the airport again? Is our destination still far away?"

"No, we'll be there in a minute. Be patient."

Anne pursed her lips. "Okay, I trust you."

Jack's smile grew wider. He then took Anne's hand which had just been removed from the cast and kissed it gently. "I love you, Anne, love you so much."

"I love you too."

Jack then tightened his arms around Anne's body the same as when they were on the plane previously. After traveling for almost thirty minutes, they finally arrived at their destination.

Without saying much, Jack then helped Anne out of the car carefully, while the driver who picked them up helped unload Jack and Anne's two suitcases from the car.

"Is the car gone?" asked Anne quietly when she heard the sound of the car that had just driven them further away.

"Yes."

"Then when will this blindfold be removed?"

"Hehe...you're really impatient apparently. Okay I'll open it now. But promise to keep your eyes closed and follow the instructions I gave you."

"Yes, Jack, yes. How many more times are you going to say the same sentence?"

Jack didn't speak. He slowly removed Anne's blindfold carefully. When Jack managed to open Anne's blindfold, he smiled when he saw Anne's eyes were still tightly closed. Anne really obeyed him.

After successfully opening Anne's blindfold, Jack slowly walked behind Anne and gently touched Anne's shoulders. "Okay, open your eyes slowly."

Without being ordered twice, Anne then opened her eyes slowly and gave a small scream when she saw the building in front of her.

"Jack, this..."

"Yes, we'll be living here alone."

Anne covered her mouth with her hands as she looked at her old apartment. It was the one she had lived in for the first time when she came to England.

After standing for a long time outside, Jack then took Anne into the small apartment while pulling their two suitcases. Anne, who still couldn't believe she could see her old residence, had remained where she stood for a long while before she finally entered because Jack called her. With quick steps, Anne followed Jack who was already in the lobby.

"Do you remember what floor your room was on?" Jack asked quietly as he waited for the lift to come down.

Anne smiled widely. "Of course I remember, this is my first home."

"Is that true?"

"Don't doubt me, Jack. Do I need to tell you how we first met, hm?"

Jack chuckled. "Don't worry. I'm afraid you'll fall in love with me even more when you remember our first meeting."

"Tsk! Get over yourself!!" Anne said curtly as she walked into the elevator that had just opened.

Seeing Anne got into the elevator, Jack immediately followed. Both of Jack's eyes filled with tears when he saw Anne smiling happily as she looked at her old apartment. Since Anne's room was on the fifth floor, their journey using the elevator didn't take long.

As soon as the elevator doors opened as it stopped on the fifth floor, Anne rushed out without waiting for Jack. She immediately walked quickly to her old room with a pounding heart. Anne was afraid that her old room was already occupied by someone else.

Anne's hand stopped in midair as she was about to reach for the door handle where the smart lock was.

"The password is still the same as when you left it," said Jack quietly when he was beside Anne.

Anne's eyes lit up. "Is that true?"

"Yes."

"Yes..."

Anne's words and movements stopped when she suddenly noticed something odd.

"Wait, how did you know the password to my apartment?"

Jack chuckled. "Didn't I already know everything about you inside and out? You're just unaware of it."

Anne was silent. She couldn't say anything until finally an impatient Jack opened the door of the apartment room wide after entering the password.

Anne was surprised again when she looked into her apartment.

"Jack..."

"Surprise!"

"How is that possible? Have you arranged this too?" asked Anne in confusion.

Jack smiled. "Yeah, I've already paid several people to arrange this room like it's still occupied by you."

Anne, who was again surprised by Jack, immediately jumped and hugged her husband. Not long after that, Anne's crying voice was heard quite loud.

"Don't cry, you have to explore our new place to live. Tell me if something is missing or not," said Jack quietly as he calmed Anne.

Anne smiled a little and threw a small punch at Jack's right chest. "You suck! I hate you."

"You can hate me and be mad at me, but don't cry. Do your job first, Mrs. Clarke."

Anne wiped her tears when Jack called her Mrs. Clarke. She was always happy with that call. Without waiting for long, Anne immediately went into her old apartment to see the interior in the apartment which was no different at all from the last time she left a few years ago.

"How is it? Do you like this room?" Jack asked again when he had finished placing their two large suitcases by the sofa.

"I love it! This apartment is perfect. I have to meet the person who has arranged this room," replied Anne jokingly.

"I was going to take you to meet him, but now I'm hungry. You have to take responsibility, Madam."

Anne immediately turned to Jack. "Hungry? But...my hands..."

"Look at the pantry, and check what ingredients are there. We can make our own later."

The obedient Anne then walked to her old pantry to check whether there was food or not. Indeed, Anne was really like a fool right now, and boom...in the pantry Anne got another surprise.

"Jack..."

"Happy birthday, Anne, I love you."

To be continued