“Close your eyes first," Mia instructed.

However, Timothy didn't comply this time.

He looked down at her and reasoned, "You're asking me to help you put on this dress, right? But how can I do that if I close my eyes?"

Mia fell silent, realizing the implication of her request.

Timothy continued, "We were once married and even have children together. What's there to be shy about in front of me?"

“I'm not shy.”

"Stay still."

Timothy remained silent thereafter. Once he had steadied Mia, he positioned himself behind her.

As he looked at Mia's beautiful, fair back, a depth of emotion shone in his eyes.

Noticing the stuck zipper at her waist, Timothy swiftly crouched down behind her.

drifting upward to the ceiling. She couldn't shake

her; it

body involuntarily flinched, a

Timothy's voice rumbled

itchy," Mia replied, feeling the temperature in the bathroom inexplicably

tolerate it any longer,

"Almost."

Why are you taking so

the sound of the zipper

drew in a deep breath, feeling

whispered, "I've never assisted a woman with

embrace. "Well, I suppose that just goes to show our relationship wasn't all that remarkable.

silence. "Perhaps I haven't been

you acknowledge that, but at the moment, I have no shortage of men who treat me

her dress and briskly made her way back to

fluttering of her heart caused by Timothy's close proximity moments ago. It was

the doorframe. "Do you consider Chuck as someone who treats

by a relaxed, laid-back demeanor. Taken aback, Mia spoke out, "Chuck is well-known among elite circles for his greed and

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