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    Dani tilted her head slightly, her gaze drifting to his arms wrapped around her.


    “I’d never leave you.”


    Cedric’s smile deepened, knowing the depth of her love.


    “You should keep me on edge a bit. Spoil me too much, and I might start cking.”


    Her tone grew firm, her eyes steady.


    “That will never happen.”


    Cedric gazed at her delicate features, his eyes lighting up before he broke intoughter.


    The chill in the air brushed against him, but Cedric felt nothing but warmth in his chest. Smiling, he leaned closer.


    Dani looked up at him, her eyes expectant.


    Cedric’s voice took on a yful charm.


    “I just feel like flirting with my gorgeous wife on such a fine day, Mrs. Harper.”


    Downstairs, Josie was rinsing vegetables when she nced up to see Cedric whisking Dani up the stairs.


    Lillian, lounging nearby, spared them a brief nce before returning her focus to her game.


    “No need to make dinner for those two, Josie.”


    Cedric’s look said it all. It seemed Dani would be busy for the rest of the night, leaving little room for anything else.


    Josie chuckled, casting a knowing nce up the stairs.


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    “It seems they’re going to have a baby soon. I’ll be happy to help with a little one when the timees.”


    As soon as they stepped into the bedroom, Cedric gently ced Dani onto the bed.


    Cedric’s warm kisses danced down her neck, making Dani’s breath catch as she asked,


    “Why call me Mrs. Harper, not Mrs. Phillips?”


    As Cedric slowly unbuttoned her shirt, his voice softened to a low murmur, pulling Dani closer.


    “I want to share your surname. That’s how it feels right to me.”


    The night stretched on, seemingly without end.


    At a spacious cosmetic surgery center, Joyce stood in front of Alexander. She gestured toward his jawline.


    “Doesn’t something seem off? I remember Cedric’s jawline—it was so perfectly smooth, like a work of art.”


    The doctor smiled politely.


    “Artificial work can’t quite replicate natural perfection, but this is already very close.”


    Without hesitation, Joyce tossed a check from her purse.


    “Is this enough? I want the face in this photo, nothing less!”


    The doctor examined the check and let out a sycophanticugh.


    “Yes, yes, that’s more than enough. But the jawline is crucial for facial expressions. To change it, we’d need to redo the whole procedure.”


    Essentially, every feature they had previously reconstructed would need to be dismantled and redone, causing the patient to endure the excruciating pain once more.


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