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Chapter 2 Going Home to a Surprise

作者: Audrey Hayes
I turned my phone off, and my assistant, Carly, came in. "The 10-year anniversary livestream's venue is all set up, Gina."

I noticed the look of slight envy on Carly's face. "You and your husband are the perfect couple. He prepared lunch for you every single day for 10 whole years. He even picks you up from work every day, too. I bet he has a big surprise in store for the anniversary."

My lips curled upward before I could help it. My mind was filled with my husband, Quincy Shaw.

He was a househusband and a soft-spoken man, perhaps even a little meek. Still, he treated me like a queen.

I ran into a near-fatal car crash about a decade ago, and the doctor had even issued a critical condition notice.

Yet, I had somehow managed a full recovery overnight. It was as if God Himself had decided to intervene.

However, the erstwhile finance prodigy husband of mine quit his job and stayed home. He was a lot duller than he used to be, and his memory got worse. Regardless, he poured all his effort into taking care of me.

"I don't really care if he doesn't have a surprise in store. I just need him to be there," I said, though I was actually anticipating otherwise.

I had someone bid on a blue diamond brooch overseas for this anniversary. It was worth millions, though I didn't get it for bragging rights. I wanted to thank my husband for everything he'd done for me for the last 10 years.

I wanted to tell everyone that my househusband of a partner was my most cherished treasure ever.

My car drove into the affluent neighborhood, and my eyes turned to the gift box on the passenger seat. My mind was playing the scene where Quincy was surprised and moved when he saw what I'd gotten him.

Just then, my phone buzzed. It was an update from that anonymous guy.

"I'm home, but she's not back yet. I guess it's time for me to make my move."

I only gave it a cursory glance before shrugging it off. My mind was on something more important. And so, I started wondering whether I should start off the surprise with a hug or have Quincy close his eyes and guess what I'd gotten him.
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