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..

voice cut through the chatter. "Chandler! Didn't you say you were getting hitched today? The party's all set up, where's your bride?" Chandler frowned, his gaze drifting back to Meryl, who was stretching on her tiptoes to

high, and she struggled a

Chandler replied quietly, "It's too crowded. I don't want to scare her off.

on, we're not monsters! You're acting like you're guarding a treasure. It's a celebration, and the main event

easily grabbed the

her face lighting up with gratitude as she

smirked, not saying a word,

and

again. "Chandler, are you even listening?

my wife. You guys have fun;

was a long pause on the other end, followed by Dante's incredulous laughter. "No way! You're actually grocery shopping?" Chandler, perhaps

she heard him

thought, "Who was he

some soup?" Chandler asked,

Meryl replied,

said, leaning casually against the

"But isn't cooking chicken a bit

fell on

lingered a moment too long

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