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

shelf was too high, and she struggled a bit, her long hair sweeping gracefully through

phone, Chandler replied quietly, "It's too crowded. I don't

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

grabbed

face lighting up

a word, and continued

out two steaks and

voice blared through the phone again. "Chandler, are you even listening? Where are you? It sounds

with my wife.

laughter. "No way! You're actually grocery shopping?" Chandler,

heard him

"Who was he talking to? A friend,

some soup?" Chandler asked, breaking

Meryl replied, momentarily

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

isn't cooking chicken a bit of a

gaze fell on

too long on her