26. Holiday or Honeymoon?

It was already midnight, twelve o'clock. Darwin and Veronica were now both lying in bed, back to back.

Knowing that his wife wasn't asleep yet, Darwin cleared his throat, summoning the courage from somewhere. This time, he deliberately tried to lighten the mood.

"You're not sleeping?" he asked, still lying back-to-back.

"Are you also wondering why I'm not sleeping?"

Instead of an answer, Veronica asked back. Darwin even scratched his eyebrow out of confusion, trying to figure out how to express the rational reason why he hadn't fallen asleep yet.

"Just not sleepy."

"Same here. Besides, I'm sure there's something you want to ask me, right?" Veronica guessed, as if she could read what Darwin was thinking.

"How did you know? Is your dad a psychic or something?"

"No, my dad's a businessman."

Darwin stifled a laugh.