"Then I can only resign myself to continuing to be your fourth man, your fifth man," Victor Chadwick gently stroked Monica Baldwin's hair, placing a light kiss on her forehead, "You don't need to worry about anything else, just prepare yourself in the best state to meet Claude.N, and then get Claude.N's high definition…"
"You always seem to have so much faith in me, but, about the photo, what if Uncle Second sees it? Would he think badly of me?" Monica was very worried about how Victor Chadwick's family would see her.
"Uncle Second would only blame me for not taking good care of you."
Monica tightly nestled into Victor, for he was her lifelong support, her most trustworthy, most admired, and cherished husband.
"Don't worry, with you by my side, I can only become stronger!" Monica stated firmly.
