"Whose husband is this? He's so handsome," Zelena admired a large picture frame hanging inside the room.She smiled even more."Oh, I forgot, he's my husband," she laughed.She jumped slightly when the door opened.She immediately looked over, and both she and Dylan were surprised."What are you doing in my room?" he asked, frowning.She greeted him with a smile.She was about to speak, but he passed by her and placed his bag on the table.He squinted and looked around the entire room.She hurried to her office, which was connected to her own room."Where are my papers?" he shouted from there.Zelena followed, flustered."They're in your desk drawer. There were too many, so I put the rest in the drawers. Don’t worry, they’re organized—""I told you not to mess with my stuff! Can’t you understand? I’m tired from work, and then I come home to find my room all messed up?" Dylan said, restraining his irritation.Zelena took a small step back, surprised by his reaction—it was the first time
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