Chapter 596 Home and Snow

Yunice didn’t really want a photo taken, but she didn’t force him to delete it either.

Ever since she’d come back from the asylum, her physical and mental health hadn’t been great. She hadn’t updated her social media in over a year, and her phone didn’t even have a single selfie.

Someone who wasn’t truly happy had no reason to reach for a camera to capture their face.

The only halfway decent photo she had was the one from the wedding, taken by the event team.

This one just now was the only candid shot from real life.

“Let’s go home.”

Before Yunice could react, her feet left the ground.

She was small and light, and Wyatt easily scooped her up in his arms. He even adjusted her weight a little so it was more comfortable to hold her.

Naturally, she reached up to wrap her arms around his neck.

Back inside, the warm carpet and heating instantly enveloped them. Wyatt placed her gently on the sofa.

A maid came over to take her heels–Wyatt didn’t allow her to wear those around the house. Too tiring.

Her feet were cold from the snow. Wyatt sat beside her and lifted her legs onto his lap so she ended up lying sideways across the couch.

She watched as Wyatt lifted his shirt and tucked her feet underneath.

The feel of her bare skin pressing against his warm, firm abs made her cheeks flush bright red.

“Wyatt…”

There were people around.

Wyatt glanced at her, completely unfazed. One hand rested casually on her calf, the other scrolled through his phone.

She stayed reclined while the maid added a few cushions behind her back.

Upstairs, Elianna had just woken up. Dressed in a Pikachu pajama set, she walked out of her room and immediately spotted the two of them downstairs.

“Ugh, too much PDA first thing in the morning…”

Grumbling under her breath, she sleepily made her way to the kitchen to find the breakfast the maid had left for her.

Neither Yunice nor Wyatt moved. With Wyatt holding onto her, she couldn’t get up even if she wanted to.

In the kitchen, Elianna was munching on toast when her phone chimed with a special alert.

The only person she had on alert was Wyatt.

But since he created that account, he had never posted a single update. Elianna had almost convinced herself it had all been a fever dream caused by too much gaming.

Until she checked her feed.

Wyatt had just posted his first-ever story.

A photo of the two of them.

It was the selfie he’d taken just minutes ago in the courtyard with Yunice.

The toast slipped from her mouth and hit the floor with a thud.

That was all it took. In the blink of an eye, Wyatt’s post exploded with likes. Their mutuals noticed immediately–it was way too rare to ignore.

Someone even commented: “Wyatt, is this your official announcement?”

Only a handful of people had attended their wedding and actually seen Yunice’s face up close.

Most had no idea who Wyatt’s wife even was or what she looked like.

But now that he had posted her photo–even if it was just a profile–it changed everything. Her identity and significance were instantly apparent.

Minutes passed, and Yunice still hadn’t realized Wyatt had shared a photo.

She was preoccupied–her school counselor had just informed her that she needed to be on campus in three days for a month-long clinical rotation, or she’d fail.

Tommy had warned her, but she hadn’t expected it to come so soon.

She’d planned to tell Wyatt later. Clearly, she couldn’t wait.

“Wyatt…”

Her hesitant tone made him raise a brow. He assumed she was about to scold him for posting that photo and ask him to delete it.

No chance.

To his surprise, she said, “Wyatt, I might need to go to school for a bit.”

He didn’t realize the implication right away.

“Okay. When are you going? I’ll drive you.”

“No need. I… I’ll have to stay there for a month.”

The moment those words left her lips, his expression visibly stiffened, then darkened.

“I post one photo and you’re already trying to move out?”

Why did she always want to avoid him? Was he really that hard to be around?

Yunice blinked. “…You posted a photo?”

Only then did she realize they were talking about completely different things. She glanced down at her phone.

Freya had just messaged her, teasing her about how lovey-dovey the two of them looked.