I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
At first, they could only lift their heads for a brief moment before letting them drop again, but now both Minnie and Mickey could hold them up for a few seconds.
Ashton, ever the meticulous one, had even made a spreadsheet to track their progress.
After a week of training, Minnie could hold her head up for 7.8 seconds, while Mickey managed 7.4.
‘Do you think the nurse mixed them up at birth?’ I said, half joking. ‘It feels like Minnie came out first.’
Ashton glanced over, and I pointed at the chart on his tablet. ‘I’m serious. Look—whether it’s her appetite, her height, her weight, or just her energy, Minnie’s stronger than Mickey in every way.’
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