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Author: Mirage Sha
last update publish date: 2026-04-04 00:20:35

Lydia POV

“She is my friend.”

I looked up at him.

“Oh, good,” I said. “That definitely clears up why she calls you baby.”

His jaw tightened again.

This time more visibly.

“That’s not your concern. I made that clear since our wedding.”

I let out a soft laugh.

“Not my concern?”

I repeated it like I was testing how stupid it sounded out loud.

“Interesting. Because if your friend is comfortable enough to order your staff around, demand access to your bedroom, and override me in your own h
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