“You’re… concerned about me?”
Alex couldn’t believe it. But the way Jack suddenly turned red in spite of his bruises told her that was the case.
“Well, you’re my wife, right? It’s my duty to be concerned. I will look bad if something happens to you. Besides, before marriage, I already promised you that I will help with your company,” was his husband’s bashful explanation, and somehow, even if it did not sound anything romantic the way it was delivered, she still felt happy.
“What are you smiling at? It doesn’t mean anything ok? It’s not like I fell in love with you or something,” Jack defended sulkily and her smile only widened.
“It’s okay. It’s not like I’m in love with you either,” the happy wife answered and the two of them stared at each other for a while each feeling giddy with ha
