"You really have gained some weight," Samuel commented as he walked over and gave Amanda's waist a squeeze. The feeling of her smooth skin under his palm was so pleasant that he couldn't help but caress a few more times before Amanda swatted his hand away.
"It doesn't feel like much," he remarked.
Amanda shot him a glare. "Get lost!"
After taking off the wedding dress and handing it to a servant, she instructed, "Find a tailor to adjust the waist."
"Yes."
Samuel wrapped his arms around her from behind. "It's such a hassle, why not just buy a new one?"
"There's no need for such trouble," Amanda replied, placing her hand over his, which had begun to stir things up. She turned around and glared at him fiercely, "A little tailoring and it can be worn. It's just one wedding, there's no need to go through all the fuss."
Samuel let out an "Oh" and released her waist, taking her hand. "Let's go have breakfast."
