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..

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 reach a large bottle of laundry detergent from the

shelf was too high, and she struggled a bit,

the phone, Chandler replied quietly, "It's too crowded. I

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

a swift motion, he reached up and easily grabbed the laundry detergent, placing it gently into

face lighting up with gratitude

not saying a word, and continued on to the

two steaks and tossed

phone again. "Chandler, are you even listening?

wife. You guys

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

flushed when she heard him say "with

he talking

soup?" Chandler asked, breaking her train

replied,

said, leaning casually against the cart as a

frowned slightly. "But isn't cooking

fell on

eyes lingered a moment too long on her delicate