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The man before me was truly handsome.
Not in a delicate way, but with real masculine charm. Even sitting on the bed in loungewear, he resembled a wild panther ready to pounce at
any moment.
“…Honey?”
James sighed in relief, his rough hand ruffling my hair. “It’s me. I came back suddenly, but I have to leave again in three days.”
I was speechless for a moment.
I tried to hold back, but couldn’t resist punching him lightly.
“You really scared me! Next time tell me when you’re coming home!”
“Okay, I promise.”
Seeing me calm down, James felt mischievous again.
He suddenly frowned and hissed, pulling open his shirt to reveal a small wet patch on his chest.
Just as he was about to make a fuss, I quickly grabbed a tissue and started wiping it, apologizing profusely: “Oh no, I’m so sorry honey! Does it
hurt? Let me blow on it.”
I blew on it a few times, then thoughtfully buttoned up James‘ shirt. I turned to make a quick escape.
“I should check if Leo kicked off his blankets. You go back to sleep, honey.”
No way, this was way too awkward.
I may be thick–skinned, but when it comes to relationships, I’m a total blank slate.
But James wasn’t about to let me leave after one attempt.
He pulled me back into his arms and turned off the light.
“It’s almost dawn. We can check on him after we sleep.”
I tried to struggle. “Then I’ll go prepare breakfast for you.”
James held me tighter. “I’m not hungry. Let’s skip breakfast.”
“But I–”
James cupped my face, his gaze sincere yet dangerous. “Didn’t you say you missed me? Or was that a lie?”
I froze like a quail, shaking my head. I pulled the covers up tight and obediently lay down at the edge of the bed.
James found it amusing and couldn’t help laughing.
11:10 AM
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She was too interesting.
He’d stop teasing her for now.
I didn’t sleep at all for the rest of the night. As soon as it hit 6am, I quietly got out of bed.
Because I realized something even more important.
In these three days, I had to become truly accomplished in music, art, cooking and all the virtues of a perfect wife and mother.
I regretted it so much. I should have only given that matchmaker $200 instead of $500, so she would have exaggerated less.
