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..

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 reach a large bottle of

shelf was too high, and she struggled a bit, her long

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

You're acting like you're guarding a treasure. It's a celebration, and the

easily grabbed

up

smirked, not saying a word, and continued

steaks and

again. "Chandler, are you

wife. You guys have fun; put the bill

Dante's incredulous laughter. "No way!

when she heard him

thought, "Who was he

some soup?" Chandler asked, breaking her

replied,

for women," Chandler said, leaning casually against the cart as a

slightly. "But isn't cooking chicken a bit of

gaze fell on

too long on