“"Your what?" Clerophine asked Nate, She thought what she heard was wrong. It's impossible that Nate would marry another girl.
"My wife," Nate repeated his words, Clerophine laughed and pushed his arms.
"You're so silly," Clerophine said, but Nate stared at her thoughtfully, so she stopped and looked at Beatrice.
"You are kidding, right?" Clerophine asked.
Nate shook his head. "Nope. I am not." He said, Clerophine suddenly walked closer to Beatrice and scanned her like a robot from eyes to nose to mouth to her body.
"Nate you must be kidding me, why would you marry her?" Clerophine asked. She's mad now.
"Why would not?" Nate asked Clerophine, "She's pretty and powerful." He added. She rolled her eyes.
"Gosh, Nate, what kind of demon possessed you to marry her?" Cl
