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“I wish my husband were as good with words as you are, sir…” “Oh, please, call me Bash.” He takes her hand to deposit a discreet kiss on the back. “I'll be happy to help you find your husband. But you may not like what you find. Some men bring their wives and partners… It's not a good sign if he's coming to a place like this alone.” “Oh my, it's not like that…” She gives a shy laugh. “My husband is a bit possessive. He can't stand other men laying eyes on me. He says I'm his treasure…”

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

"I can't help it. She's gorgeous. You are?" He growled like an animal "Her husband" "Do you have a name or do you go by 'her husband'?" "Emilia, please take him away before he starts snapping his teeth at us like an animal" Because he wanted the king of pettiness, he said "In case you didn't understand the first time around, she's married. To me. And we have a son. Whatever you're thinking will never happen so fuck off" "Max!" She chided as the man replied,

I looked at her confused but she only laughed. "Are you not jealous that I'm calling your husband, a handsome hulk? I would scoop up a girl's head if she dared to call my man that. You know I'm possessive and you too should be more as he is also your dear husband" She said and I was getting confused with her word 'husband'. Did she mistake someone else for my husband?

"But you are with a man; you could have let me figure things out." "Is there a law that says if I'm with a man, I should let him figure things out?" She asked. He nodded, "Yes, there is—the one that recognizes me as your husband." She sighed, "You just keep bringing up this husband stuff." "Listen, Mel, there's something I need to explain to you. You've not been married before, and neither have I, but I do know how a marriage works.

"Anna is currently lying in a coma in the hospital because of an accident two days ago and I can't wait for her to wake up, because the time given by my parents is only three days. I love Anna very much, that's why I want to marry you so that you can temporarily replace Anna until she wakes up from her coma. After that, we will get divorced and then I will marry Anna. You can rest assured that as long as you are my wife, I will fulfill all the needs of you and your family. It's not bad for your poor lives." "Just so you know, even though we are poor people, we have never taken advantage of others like you are doing to me right now." "Whatever you want to say, I don't care, the most important

“But you… you look at her like she’s more than that.” My fork froze halfway to my mouth. My pulse was in my ears. “I look at her,” my husband said slowly, “the way a man should look at the woman he married.” There was no smirk. No teasing edge. Just raw truth hanging in the air between the three of us. My father’s gaze flicked to me, sharp and assessing. “And you? Do you look at him the same way?” I hated how my throat tightened. “We… have an understanding,” I said finally, forcing my voice to stay even.

But I know that I am losing my mind. I run my fingers through my hair and grit my jaw. I need to get a grip. “ A woman…like that came here. But she didn’t come alone. She came with her husband. ” The man blurts suddenly, making me freeze in my spot. Husband?

She'd also accompany me to eat all the snacks I craved. Knowing I loved superheroes, she specially chose the Heroes Campus as our wedding venue. She confessed to me loudly in front of everyone, "Claude Huffman, no matter how bustling and prosperous the city is, without you, it's just an empty city. A place without you is not a home, so starting today, I have a home." I was so moved, I spun her around in circles right there on the spot. She also loudly vowed to me, "I, Anna Fulton, will love only you in this life. I will only ever be good to you alone. I hope you will take care of me for a lifetime."

His hands moved as he spoke, frustrated, defensive, while Liam stood still, composed, his posture controlled in a way that made my chest tighten. Ralph exhaled softly, then said the one thing I didn’t need him to say. “Isn’t that your husband?” My grip on the coffee tightened, the lid creaking slightly under the pressure. “Yes, Ralph. That is my husband,” I said, not looking at him, because if I did, I wasn’t sure I’d keep my tone as calm as it sounded. Amy shot him a look. “Not helping, bro,” she muttered under her breath. Ralph raised his hands slightly. “I’m just saying....”