"Mr. Jasper, you're blessed to have such an amazing wife as Madam Alice."
Jasper looked dazed at that moment. He thought he could see Alice looking up at him with doe-like eyes that looked innocent yet aggrieved at the same time.
She would never care about him ever again. It would be a lie if Jasper claimed he wasn't disappointed at all.
"Alice isn't a blessing. She's a curse."
Jasper returned to his bedroom gloomily. To his surprise, he noticed a box sitting on the coffee table.
He recognized it immediately as a package from the tailor. So he opened the box while thinking that his suit was patched.
As expected, the fancy suit was laid within the box.
It looked brand new. Jasper couldn't spot any stitches on the fabric. The tailor in charge of patching up his suit was very skilled, to say the least.
He couldn't help but smile in satisfaction.
"Mr. Jasper, you still care about Madam Alice, right?" Mrs. Rosie asked happily upon noticing Jasper's smile.
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