Chapter 3After the Crash, My Husband Gave Me His Dream Girl's Face

Somehow, Jack was particularly proactive today.

He came home very early and went to take a shower as soon as he got home.

Soon after, he came out, his body exuding the fragrance of bath products.

Wrapped only in a towel, revealing his muscular abs.

Jack carried me to the bed, his voice somewhat cautious.

"Lily, shall we have another child?"

I was stunned.

For the past few years, whenever I suggested having a second child, he always made excuses.

With a hint of confusion in my voice, I responded, "Why bring this up suddenly?"

"You've always been unwilling before."

Then he leaned down close to me, gently caressing my cheek.

"You know, after this car accident, I feel like I'm the luckiest man in the world, successfully snatching you back from the hands of death."

"I'm afraid that when we're old, our son will be lonely without siblings to keep him company."

Tonight, his tenderness in bed was irresistible.

My heart was shamefully softening.

Perhaps he had realized that I was the woman most suitable to spend his life with.

After a night of intimacy, Jack gently got up and went to the bathroom to shower.

I picked up my phone to check unread messages, my fingers sliding across the screen, my mind still savoring the intimacy we just shared.

Suddenly, a message popped up:

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"Emma Rose: Thank you to my loyal fan of ten years who bought 2 million digital copies of my album for me.

I've received your enthusiasm, and this money will be donated to a charity foundation in both our names. I hope my music will become more valuable because of this."

The comments below were updating quickly:

"Emma is so kind, no wonder I've been a fan for so long."

"A full two million copies of the album! My God, that's over 20 million dollars!"

I opened her new album, and the sound came out from the speaker.

Such beautiful music, yet it stabbed into my heart like a sharp knife—

That music was exactly what my husband had played on the stereo while we were intimate just now.

Just now, I had been so moved by Jack's sudden romantic gesture.

My nails dug into my flesh, unable to suppress the overwhelming hatred.

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