"You don't have to be nervous," Iris reassured Lydia as she washed the lobster, "I don't care how many lovers Vince has, as long as I am Mrs. Evans. He and I are going to get married soon. After the wedding, I would advise him to break up with all his lovers, but it's just a suggestion. If Vince likes you, and you're not ambitious, I won't care about your affairs."
"Why?" Lydia's voice was hoarse with tears.
What the heck is this?
"You silly girl. How can a young and handsome billionaire like Vince just love one woman all his life? You know, In ancient times, emperors had many concubines, but the queen was the only one. If Vince could be gentle with me and leave my power as a wife, I wouldn't care about his lovers."
Lydia shook her head; she could not accept sharing a husband with any other woman.
