Serenity: “As long as you keep me entertained, I will proudly declare my ownership of you. You belong to me, and if anyone dares to try to take you away, I won’t hesitate to defend what’s mine.”
Zachary: “My dear, you sound as if you’re speaking to a child.”
Serenity: “What would you prefer I say?”
Zachary fell silent again.
Serenity wrapped her arms around him, resting her upper body on his chest, and softly said, “Husband, please don’t be upset. I will keep my promise to accompany you in social situations and ensure that no one else can come near you.”
“Honestly, I feel a lot of pressure. You are such an amazing person, and the reality of our relationship feels so unequal. Many strong women view me as unworthy of you; they look down on me and are always trying to take my place.”
“Since we got together, I haven’t encountered a romantic rival, but if I do, they will surely be formidable, and I will do everything in my power to hold on to you.”
If Serenity couldn’t keep him, she would simply let go.
Zachary: “Are you thinking that if you can’t keep me, you’d hand me over to someone else?”
As expected of a married couple, Zachary accurately understood his wife’s thoughts.
Serenity internally groaned: Can this guy read minds?
Out loud, she quickly denied, “No way! My man, I could never let you go. However, if you find someone else you truly like, then there would be no need for a fight. We could part ways and still remain friends.”
She cherished the good moments they had shared and didn’t want to become enemies after a divorce.
Thus, if Zachary were to develop feelings for someone outside of their school, like Hank, and believe it to be true love, Serenity would prefer a peaceful separation and support his happiness.
Serenity was capable of living happily without a man; she didn’t need one to find fulfillment.
However, Zachary playfully bit her cheek, causing her a bit of discomfort.
Zachary: “Serenity, my heart is small. I can only pretend to be you. In this life, I will never love another woman. I am happy when I’m with you. Isn’t that fortunate? Marriage is like drinking water; you can tell whether it’s warm or not. Others may think you aren’t good enough for me, but I believe you are.”
Zachary paused mid-sentence. After a passionate kiss, he lifted her and carried her back to their room.
It was a night filled with passion.
The following morning.
When Zachary woke up, he instinctively reached for the space beside him, only to find it empty; Serenity had risen before him.
Sitting up, he glanced at the pillow next to him and muttered, “Last night, I was exhausted from shouting and begging for mercy, yet today, she’s up before me. She’s lied to me again.”
Throughout the day, both husband and wife busied themselves with their own activities.
He decided to let her be.
On weekends, he typically ensured she had a hearty meal before allowing her to leave.
Sliding out of bed, Zachary intended to open the curtains but noticed an envelope on the bedside table. He picked it up and extracted a piece of paper.
“Love Letter” was written at the top of the page.
Zachary couldn’t help but laugh.
Serenity wasn’t skilled at writing love letters; her attempts were usually copied poems.
Regardless of their appropriateness, she believed the poems expressed love, so she compiled a mix of them and presented it to him.
This time, however, the love letter contained no poetry, just the simple line: “Zachary, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice.”
It was just one sentence.
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