Martin POV：

When Monica kicked me out of the room, I heard her laughing carelessly and lovely.

She did mean it.

However, I was not angry. liked the way she was jealous because of me.

Because I would feel that she cared about me and loved me.

I knew that she won’t open the door so soon, so I don’t need to knock on the door again. I just went to the study to plan for our honeymoon.

I would make her happy because she has never been happy in the past ten years.

Until late at night, Natalie finally knocked on the door of my study.

“I don’t think...