Amos returned to the dining table after the call. Eudora was sitting there alone waiting for him.
Eudora saw the suspicion in his eyes and answered, "I declined their invitation. I told them that my wound is not completely healed yet."
Her eyes were sparkling as if she was waiting for his compliments.
Amos sneered, "You are as clever as a fox."
Eudora pouted her lips. "If I were a fox, aren't you the big, old fox? Didn't you just refuse..."
Eudora had been arguing with him a lot, but he liked it as she seemed to be more lively than before.
However, the term "old fox" sounded a little bit awkward.
"You're a cunning vixen!" Amos teased.
She quickly replied, "You are a sneaky reynard!"
Amos nodded with satisfaction. "That's why we are destined to be together!"
Eudora was speechless.
