Heiress' Househusband is a Secret Billionaire-Chapter 253: Feeling More Conscious Around Him

The anticipated day by both Lariette and Ruediger finally came.

After breakfast that Saturday morning, he reminded her they would leave for the studio at eleven. He washed the dishes while she took the duty of wiping them dry.

"Oh! Wow! I still can’t believe it! I gonna watch Mr. Dreamer sing live in front of me."

Lariette’s remarks, followed by the beaming look on her face, earned hearty laughter from Ruediger. He was glad to see how excited she was about her first visit to the studio.

"I hope I won’t disappoint you," Ruediger arched his brows, teasing the giddy Lariette. He closed the tap once he was done with all the dishes.

"I know you won’t," Lariette replied, sounding so confident. She grabbed another newly cleaned plate to be wiped, "Hehe, I can’t wait to see the studio."

The other day, Ruediger explained a little about the studio where he usually recorded the covers. He owned a two-story building in a quiet district at the edge of the city, solely used as a studio.

Aside from Ruediger, only two other people frequented the studio—a sound engineer and a sound instrumentalist. They only came when he needed their assistance.

Ruediger said nothing as he caught the clear anticipation in Lariette’s voice. Once again, his heart beat rapidly as if it would leap out of his chest. He still remembered what he planned to do later today.

Clenching his hands, Ruediger tried to calm his nerves. He wouldn’t back away from his decision to confess to Lariette today. Hopefully, nothing would hinder him from realizing his plan.

As for what her answer would be, he didn’t have the answer. He also had to prepare himself for the possibility of her rejecting him.

Or worse, she might push to terminate their marriage earlier than expected.

"It’s only eight-fifty," Ruediger glanced at his wristwatch, "You should rest. I’ll order lunch for us at the studio later. How about having dinner somewhere else?"

"That sounds great. Where should we go? I’ll just follow you. You know great places."

Ruediger chuckled upon hearing Lariette’s voice, laced with confidence. He replied, "It’s one of my favorite restaurants in the area. The park nearby has a light show now. We can take a stroll there after dinner. I’ll show you around its maze garden too."

"Okay! I’m in!"

Lariette quickly disappeared inside her bedroom after parting ways with Ruediger. Instead of throwing herself on the bed, she rushed to her walk-in wardrobe. Her mind still echoed the same question she had been having since last night.

What should she wear?

Lariette couldn’t help but think today’s outing would be more special. After all, Ruediger had invited her to his secret world. Only few knew about his identity as the faceless sensation named Mr. Dreamer.

Stepping inside the wardrobe, Lariette stared at the rows of delicate blouses, dresses and pants in soft palettes. Various types of shoes were aligned on one side of the wardrobe.

Lariette paused at a pale peach chiffon dress. Arching her brows, her eyes traced the sweetheart neckline and soft bell sleeves. She usually wore this dress in spring or summer.

’It’s getting colder now, especially at night. No.’

Next, Lariette skimmed her fingers across a vintage long-sleeved floral midi dress in the cream color. A beautiful autumn floral print adorned the fabric, dominated by the hues of amber and gold.

’I think the fabric is warm enough for autumn. I can bring a jacket if I still need it for the night.’

Smiling, Lariette held the midi dress to her body as she stood before the full-length mirror. She loved how the dress framed her silhouette with a gentle grace.

’I blush again.’

Lariette blinked once she noticed the rosy color on her cheeks, reflected by the mirror. She admitted that she had been feeling more conscious about anything involving Ruediger recently.

She was unsure when it began, but she couldn’t ignore it anymore. She did try to act as casually as she could around him, afraid that he would pick any signs up.

Shaking her head, Lariette told herself not to be swept away. She muttered quietly, "Well... let’s pick some more."

Lariette put the midi dress on the sage green ottoman as she couldn’t help but look for more. After a few more outfit debates, she finally had her second and third choice, also lying on the ottoman.

The second was a soft beige knit top and a cinnamon pleated skirt. The lace collar detailing of the top caught her eye. She decided to pair the outfit with brown ankle boots.

The third was a wrap dress in the rosy chestnut color. Its soft fabric hugged her waist delicately while the ruffled hem of the knee-length skirt fluttered as she moved.

Crossing her arms over her chest, Lariette stared at the dresses with a thoughtful gaze. After a few considerations, she reached for the midi dress. Her smile widened as she thought about pairing it with a warm, cream cardigan.

"It’s decided then."

When Lariette emerged from her bedroom nearly eleven later, the midi dress hung gently from her frame. She pleated her hair into a single braid, interlaced with a long yellow ribbon.

Holding the brown boots, Lariette headed to the living room where Ruediger was already waiting. He adorned a deep navy crewneck sweater, paired with a worn denim jacket. As always, his crimson locks were tied into a loose bun.

"Lettie, you look gorgeous," Ruediger smiled, unable to resist praising Lariette. Standing up, he asked, "Ready?"

"Hehe, you look great too, Eddy," Lariette chuckled. She gestured at the door, "Let’s go. I can’t wait anymore."

Ruediger nodded, his lips melted into a softer smile. After grabbing his black messenger bag, he trailed after Lariette who had reached the door. Her brown locks, pleated into a braid, gently fluttered behind as she walked.

’I wonder... how today will end.’

Taking a deep breath, Ruediger pursed his lips into a straight line. He genuinely wished that they would come home happier, not plagued by depressing awkwardness because of his confession.