Divorcing My Ruthless Husband
Jacob said, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.
Stefani leaned into him, resting her head against his chest. “It really was.”
They stood there for a moment, soaking in the peaceful silence, the warmth of their love wrapping around them like a blanket.
“Merry Christmas, Jacob,” Stefani whispered, looking up at him with a soft smile.
“Merry Christmas, my love,” he replied, leaning down to kiss her gently.
And in that moment, as the snow fell outside and their children slept peacefully by the fire, Stefani knew that this Christmas, and every Christmas to come, would be filled with love, laughter, and the joy of family.
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