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After the man in the maroon shirt finished speaking, the atmosphere grew tense as it was now Kellen and the host's turn to approach Stephen and the man in the gray suit. Both men insisted on standing in front of Fiona, creating a curious spectacle.With a raised eyebrow, the host posed the question, his voice filled with anticipation, "Do you acknowledge the woman in front of you as your girlfriend?"Stephen, exuding confidence, shook his head and replied, "No. But she's my wife!"Gasps of surprise escaped Kellen and the host, their eyes widening at Stephen's unexpected response. Sensing the shock in the air, the host pressed further, determined to uncover the truth. "So you are absolutely certain that she is really your wife?"Stephen's unwavering conviction resonated through the room as he repeated, "Yes."Turning to the man in the gray suit, the host directed the same question at him, expecting a different outcome. But, to everyone's surprise, the man stood his ground, unwavering in
For a moment, Fiona felt that the day had been perfect for her. She was happy because she had seen Stephen walking on the catwalk for the first time. Later, she had watched the Horizon Play band perform live and even won the game they had organized.It was then that she realized she hadn't seen the gift from Rosegold Fashion Gallery. "Oh, I haven't seen my present yet!"Stephen glanced over, pleased to see Fiona excited and enthusiastic. "Open it! I want to know what my present is too."Fiona opened the large bag on her lap and discovered a long black leather jacket without sleeves.She studied the design and stitching details of the leather jacket. Her eyes widened with enthusiasm. "Dear Lord, this is so beautiful!"Stephen looked at the jacket in Fiona's hand. Just one look was enough to tell that it was of high quality and likely had an expensive price tag.The blonde man smiled faintly. "I want to see you wear that jacket! You'll look really cool and beautiful at the same time!" St
As Stephen shared the news, Fiona felt a surge of joy welling up inside her. The revelation he brought wasn't just information; it was a testament to the power of unity and the resilience of the human spirit. It deeply moved Fiona, and a genuine smile of happiness appeared on her face."Stephen!"Overwhelmed with emotion, she embraced Stephen tightly, holding him close. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as their hearts beat as one. Stephen reciprocated Fiona's affection, gently stroking her head and providing comfort to her restless mind.Grateful and amazed, Fiona expressed her gratitude, her voice filled with appreciation. "Thank you, Stephen! You mean the world to me!"Stephen, always composed and calm, accepted Fiona's embrace with unwavering tenderness. His response carried a weight that surpassed their earthly connection, revealing a deeper truth. "It's not me, Fiona! It's not me!"Confusion crossed Fiona's face as she looked up at her husband, seeking understanding. Her
Stephen and Fiona had a free weekend ahead, without work or campus responsibilities. As Stephen watched Fiona gracefully clear the table, a sudden idea blossomed in his mind, like a delicate flower in his thoughts.For the past ten months of their marriage, Stephen had regretted not giving Fiona a proper honeymoon. He felt the weight of this realization, as if he had failed to honor their love in a meaningful way. It troubled him, along with the absence of a grand wedding celebration. Determined to make amends, he devised a plan in that very moment.A blonde man, dressed in a clean white T-shirt, quietly approached Fiona, who was washing dishes at the sink. Despite having a spacious penthouse and maids who could assist, Fiona preferred to handle chores herself, relying on hired help only when necessary. It reflected her self-reliance and occasional whims.Unbeknownst to Fiona, Stephen sneaked up behind her, placing his hand gently over her eyes. Surprised, she turned to him, her wet fi
After Stephen felt sufficiently sweaty, he rose from the sunbathing chair and glanced at the food on the table. He grabbed a bottle of very fresh-looking orange juice, making his mouth water. He then poured the contents of the bottle into a glass filled with ice while sitting on a sofa. Stephen muttered, "Hmmm... so refreshing!" He turned to Fiona, who was still comfortably lying down, wearing sunglasses. "Fiona, drink this quickly! It's perfect in this hot weather!" The brown-haired woman got up, took the glass Stephen offered, and sat beside him. While enjoying the fresh orange juice, Stephen and Fiona looked at the sea, and Mount Cartmar began to come into view. That meant they would reach land soon. Stephen then turned to Fiona and asked, "Do you like sailing?" She sipped her orange juice and said, "Yes, I do. I hope you can invite me to sail like this more often!" She smiled faintly. The blond man smiled, "Alright, as long as you have a lot of free days, I don't mind." At t
Stephen gazed intensely at the woman who had fallen under his charm. The surge in his chest matched the increasing desire. He whispered softly, "Fiona..." and she smiled, as if inviting him to taste the freshness of her citrus fruit. The tranquil atmosphere, the alluring scent, and her beauty made Stephen impatient. He drew her lips closer to his, savoring the sweetness and freshness that he had in mind. As Stephen was lost in the kiss, a seagull flew low and nearly collided with his head. They both jumped in surprise, watching the seagull ascend high once again. "Oh my!" he muttered softly, while Fiona laughed. Stephen's gaze then shifted to the beautiful woman who was giggling. "Do you enjoy seeing me startled by a near bird collision?" She covered her mouth with one hand and replied, "Of course not. I was surprised by the bird too." She laughed again. The blond man in the white t-shirt let out a soft sigh. "No, you must be thrilled to see me almost have a heart attack!" He pl
Ten minutes later, a magnificent white yatch ship gracefully docked at the picturesque Cartmar beach pier. Stephen and Fiona descended from the ship's deck, eager to embark on their coastal adventure.Stretching her arms, Fiona exclaimed with pure delight, "Ah... I'm so thrilled! Finally, we get to experience the wonders of Cartmar beach!"As Stephen's feet sank into the fine white sand, a sense of relief washed over him. He took a slow, deep breath, inhaling the invigorating scent of the salty sea air, allowing it to fill his lungs with vitality before exhaling."Come on!" Stephen exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with excitement, as he dashed towards the gentle waves that crashed against the shoreline.The woman, clad in a flowing white cardigan, was taken aback, her eyes widening in surprise. With a sense of urgency, she called out, her voice carrying over the sound of the crashing waves, as she hurriedly chased after the blond man donning an unbuttoned white shirt and black shorts, "St
A platter with a freshly grilled fish was placed before Stephen, releasing a tantalizing aroma that delighted his senses. A wisp of smoke danced in the air, tempting his long-suppressed hunger.After expressing gratitude with a smile, he eagerly grasped the fork and knife, ready to indulge in the mouthwatering meal. Fiona, sitting beside him, was equally enthusiastic to savor the enticing dish.While Stephen and Fiona enjoyed their delightful time by the seaside, Oliver and Alyssa were busy preparing their dining supplies. They deliberately chose to have lunch by the beach to experience the thrill of an open-air feast while admiring the enchanting scenery provided by the vast ocean.As the grilled fish vanished from the plate, Fiona exclaimed, "I never expected you could make such a delicious grilled fish, Oliver!" She sincerely praised him.Oliver calmly replied, "As a secret agent and the young master's bodyguard of the Hudson family, I'm expected to be versatile and prepared for var