“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.

dress tightly, her gaze drifting upward to the ceiling. She couldn't shake the

of movement behind her; it seemed that Timothy was adjusting the

body involuntarily

moving?" Timothy's voice

Mia replied,

any longer, she

"Almost."

a zipper. Why are you taking so

she heard the sound of the zipper gradually ascending

deep breath, feeling

behind Mia, leaning down to her ear as he whispered, "I've never assisted a woman with

I suppose that just goes to show our relationship wasn't all

contemplative silence. "Perhaps I haven't been as

that, but at the moment, I

and briskly

a glass of water, trying to calm the fluttering of her heart

"Do you

Timothy lounging against the door frame, his usual seriousness replaced by a relaxed, laid-back demeanor. Taken aback, Mia spoke

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