Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 33 My Wife

He thought to himself, "So she's trying to grab my attention. with this little stunt? Hoping I'll be curious enough to call her back?

Not a bad plan, huh?"

Meanwhile, Meryl was blissfully unaware that her phone had auto-dialed Dalton while she was busy shopping.

She couldn't shake the feeling that her new husband,

Chandler, had an almost ethereal quality about him, as if he

belonged to another world entirely.

To bring him down to earth a bit, she handed him the

responsibility of pushing the shopping cart.

With deft hands, Meryl navigated the aisles of household goods while Chandler quietly followed her lead. To any casual observer, they looked like a perfectly harmonious couple. Suddenly, Chandler's phone buzzed, breaking the moment.

He paused, glancing in the direction Meryl had gone, and answered the call.

On the other end, the noise was overwhelming..

set up, where's your bride?" Chandler frowned, his gaze drifting back to Meryl, who was stretching on her tiptoes to reach a large bottle of laundry detergent from the top

too high, and she struggled a bit, her long hair sweeping

too crowded. I don't want to scare her off. We're

like you're guarding a treasure. It's a celebration,

and easily grabbed the laundry detergent, placing it gently into the

turned around, her face lighting up

just smirked, not saying a word,

steaks and tossed them into

phone again. "Chandler, are you even listening? Where

wife. You guys have fun; put

on the other end, followed by Dante's incredulous laughter. "No way! You're actually

she heard him say

he talking to? A friend,

asked, breaking her train of

Meryl replied, momentarily

it's really good for women," Chandler said, leaning casually against the cart as a

isn't cooking chicken a

fell on

moment too long on her