Marvel: Psychiatrist

Chapter 14 Flirting with Scarlet Witch! Chatting about the future of life!

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Then it was coffee and dessert time. Lorien and Wanda enjoyed a delightful chat, savoring the relaxed atmosphere and the company of each other.

How happy was Wanda? So much that her face turned red with excitement. She only realized this when she touched her warm cheeks. Was she being too enthusiastic? Too proactive? These thoughts ran through her mind as she recalled how she had eagerly brought up various topics for discussion with Lorien.

For instance, she asked Lorien what kind of life he preferred. "I like to live a happy, peaceful, and stable life... a leisurely life," Lorien replied. He genuinely enjoyed a life of simple pleasures—eating, sleeping, playing, and then doing it all over again. Wasn't that fun?

Wanda responded enthusiastically, "We are the same! I also really like the kind of life you're talking about! This is exactly the future I've always dreamed of!" She blushed even more, realizing she was openly discussing their future in front of Lorien. Whether it was shyness or pure excitement causing the redness, it didn't matter. It was all part of her joy.

Their conversation drew the attention of other patrons in the café, causing everyone to glance their way. Lorien smiled and offered a silent apology, prompting the onlookers to turn away. Wanda, noticing this, apologized softly to Lorien, "Sorry, I got so excited."

"It's okay," Lorien reassured her, sipping his coffee. "Just speak your mind. Too many people are introverted, autistic, or struggling with depression because they can't relax inside. Chatting opens the gateway to the heart, and happiness is the heart's cure for all ailments."

Wanda nodded, feeling increasingly connected to Lorien. The more they talked, the more she found herself drawn to him.

After some time, Wanda took a sip of her coffee, then glanced around to ensure no one was paying attention. Leaning in closer, she whispered to Lorien, "I don't think the coffee here is as delicious as your milk tea."

Lorien chuckled at her remark. Coffee and milk tea were different, each with its own merits. But her comment sparked an idea. "Would you like to try mixing milk tea into coffee?"

Wanda's eyes widened. "Is that okay?"

"Why not? I've never tried it myself," Lorien said with a smile. "But we can give it a shot."

"I've finished my milk tea," Wanda noted.

"But I haven't finished mine," Lorien replied, offering his cup.

Without hesitation, Wanda took his milk tea and poured some into her half-empty coffee cup. After returning the cup, she stirred her concoction and took a cautious sip.

"Um..." Wanda murmured, savoring the taste. "There's a little sweetness in the bitterness. Then it goes down your throat and leaves a hint of bitterness again."

"Really?" Lorien was intrigued. It sounded like a raw coconut latte. Wanda handed him the cup, encouraging him to taste it.

Lorien took a sip, echoing Wanda's earlier sound of contemplation. "It's like coffee with sugar water, bittersweet but mostly bitter."

"Exactly," Wanda agreed, her eyes gleaming with delight. She then took back her cup and finished the rest in one go.

Lorien observed her with a smile. Wanda's openness signaled her complete trust in him. If she were an ordinary girl, this would be the moment to suggest a drink at a bar and perhaps more. But with Wanda, patience was essential. Their relationship was developing at a natural pace, and everything that was meant to be would come in time.

They continued to chat, drink coffee, and enjoy desserts from 5:30 in the afternoon until after 8 o'clock in the evening. Wanda had arrived in the early afternoon, meaning they had spent over six hours together that day. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, a testament to their deepening connection.

As the evening wore on, Lorien noted it was time to head home. He called for the bill, left a small tip, and then stood up. "Let's go, Miss Witch. The fiery red car should take a fiery red beautiful lady home."

Wanda stood up, looking down at her flat shoes and then sighing. "Lorien, you've made me regret for the third time today that I wore this outfit."

"It doesn't matter," Lorien said, spreading his hands. "Because I can see your inner beauty."

Wanda let out an appreciative "Oh~," feeling as if Lorien's words had pierced her heart with Cupid's arrow.