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"But Jax," Hayle still felt it was impossible for them to marry tomorrow. She was sure Roberto was also baffled by this man's request. So, Hayle felt she needed to make him see reason."Do you want to marry me?" Jaxter suddenly asked, staring at Hayle very seriously. Naturally, it silenced Hayle again."Huh?""Or do you still love that man?" Jaxter's words made Hayle's mouth feel sour, uncomfortable once more."I don't love that man anymore," Hayle asserted, sure that she had no more hope with Lucas after learning everything he had done just to part ways with her. There would be no feelings left. "But that doesn't mean we can just get married out of the blue tomorrow. Although maybe I am starting to feel comfortable with you too." Hayle said it starting with a tone that was still normal but slowly weakened towards the end. She had to admit, this man's presence meant a lot to her especially now. But again! That doesn't mean they should just get married tomorrow."So when do you want to

"Sir, everything is ready." Roberto, who had briefly left the party venue, returned and immediately conveyed something seemingly known only to Jaxter.Jaxter nodded quietly and promptly picked up his drink, downing it almost to the last drop. He then lightly wiped his lips, causing Hayle and Jacob, seated together at their luxurious wedding lunch, to furrow their brows slightly. Hayle wondered what else this man had prepared."Ready to leave?" Jaxter asked, looking at Hayle, who had been focusing on her newly official husband."Huh? Are we leaving? Not staying here anymore?" Hayle asked, slightly surprised. Was it time to return to Jaxter's house in the middle of that pine forest again? Hayle still wanted to enjoy the atmosphere of the garden on the hotel's 10th floor, admiring the beautiful view of their private wedding decoration. It was her first time in this garden, and it would be a shame to leave after just a few minutes."No," Jaxter replied firmly. "Can't wait a bit longer. Ma

"Put this on." Jaxter dressed his petite, questioning yet resigned wife in a thick jacket, a knitted cap, and earmuffs. The extraordinary 10-hour journey they undertook was truly remarkable. Even now, Hayle didn't know where they were going. Jaxter kept their destination tightly under wraps."Are we going to a cold region?" asked Hayle, who appeared sleepy again. Her biological clock followed her original American time zone, now midnight, but due to a significant time zone difference, it was unexpectedly bright here. Clearly, there was snow all around them, so why did Hayle need to ask?Jaxter nodded, ensuring Hayle was ready for the temperature difference outside. When the airplane door opened, Jaxter and Hayle immediately disembarked and headed straight to the waiting car that would take them directly to their accommodation.Upon disembarking earlier, Hayle hadn't had a chance to enjoy the surroundings. But now, inside the car, she finally saw the beauty around her—the expanse of a s

Hayle had to admit that a few days after their arrival, things weren't quite like when they first came. The vacation was still enjoyable; they explored places, went skiing, and did many things that left Hayle in awe. However, Hayle could sense that Jaxter was holding back on everything. Maybe he didn't want to get too involved because it would also torment him. Even yesterday, he spent the entire day busy with work through video calls in the living room of their vacation place."When are we going home?" Hayle asked, noticing that her husband seemed intent on returning to his work, preoccupying himself to avoid focusing on things he couldn’t control.To be honest with Jaxter, he didn’t mean for it to be this way, but every time he saw his wife, especially being beside Hayle, it wasn't like it used to be. His thoughts would immediately drive him to fulfill this burning desire. Of course, he didn’t want to make Hayle suffer because of that. So, he tried as best as he could to redirect ev

“Jax.” Hayle's voice was slightly playful, tinged with the characteristic sound of waking up. Her comfort was disrupted by her husband's antics. The day was still dim, with sunlight yet to pierce the horizon.“Go back to sleep,” Jaxter whispered, causing Hayle to furrow her brow.How could she sleep when her husband was showering kisses on her neck and shoulders, occasionally targeting her cheeks and lips? His kisses were gentle, yet they made it impossible for Hayle to relax into slumber again. She was still tired from what they had done the night before, but it seemed her husband was very eager to continue their affection.“It’s still morning, Jax,” Hayle whispered, longing to return to her beautiful dreams.“Hmm, I know.” Jaxter seemed reluctant to abandon his teasing. He still wanted to enjoy the beauty of his wife’s body. Especially since, biologically, men are often more active in the morning, particularly in a cold environment. Everything was beyond his control.Hayle took a de