When Charlotte followed Zachary into a room, a strong sense of familiarity overwhelmed her the moment she opened the door.
Stopping in her tracks, she scrutinized the room and suddenly saw the wedding photo hung on the wall.
In it was Zachary and her, the children, Mrs. Berry, and Fifi.
It was a picture the seven of them had taken by the beach.
All of them were smiling cheerfully in it.
With the sun shining on their faces, it felt as if they were showered with love and warmth.
Charlotte was stunned to see the picture. She felt as if her head was being torn open as memories of the past flooded into her mind.
“Call me Hubby.”
“Pfft… it makes me cringe!”
“After me, Hub-by!”
“Hub-by”
“Hubby!”
“Hubby!”
“Sheesh!”
……
“Why aren’t coming over to help me shower. If you treat me well, you will be generously rewarded!”
“Coming…”
“We’re already married. Why are you still unhappy?”
“I’m happy, Wifey!”
“Hubby!”
“Good girl! Look, I have put on the ring. From now onwards, we are husband and wife!”
“Charlotte, don’t be afraid. No matter what happens, I won’t let go of your hand!”
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