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..

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 reach a large bottle of

and she struggled a

replied quietly, "It's too crowded. I

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

and easily grabbed the

her face lighting up with gratitude as she smiled

not saying a word,

steaks and tossed them into

through the phone again. "Chandler, are you even

casual. "Just out shopping with my wife. You guys have fun; put the bill on

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

flushed when she heard

he

asked, breaking her train

Meryl replied,

casually against the cart

isn't cooking

fell

too long on her delicate

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