Flabbergasted with the journalist, I pointed at Christopher. “Mister, if you are in our country, you would make an awesome novelist since you are excellent at making up stories. Nevertheless, my husband is right here. If you wish to know about Remington, you can ask him.”

 

The journalist was so embarrassed that he quickly left us. Looking at his retreating figure, I couldn’t stop laughing. “Chris, is this considered bullying? His face turned red before he left.”

 

“No, this is attacking the enemy without mercy. If he had not come to create trouble for us, we would not have done that.” Christopher was always supportive of me. “My wife is always right.”

if I really did

wrong with my judgment,” Christopher said

had done something really wrong?” I winked and asked

have to refer back to what I said previously.” Christopher really pampered me even when I behaved foolishly and

know at the art exhibition were those from our country. When the exhibition was at its busiest, some artists were competing at the stage right in the center. Christopher went there with

 

saw me too and she made all sorts of angry and hateful expressions at me. She was probably still sore from what happened earlier and was afraid

learned a little lesson. Someone had to keep her in line, or Crystal would think that the whole world had to behave like she was their master, by obeying her commands and pampering to

competition during art exhibitions spread from abroad to Hawen. Later on, it became a tradition

 

unique skill and the

had been Spencer. I should have been more respectful

be on the same level as him. To challenge yourself and do

say.” I looked at Chris solemnly like never before. “Chris, I really love painting. Even standing here, I can feel that the pores of my skin are all open and I feel alive.

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