He Chose His First Love, So I Chose His Bank Account
Language: en
My husband’s first love, Vivian, moved back to town and insisted on treating us to dinner. The meal lasted two hours. They talked for the entire two hours. For half an hour of that, she discussed my outfits, my career, and my income with my husband. "Didn't you used to like the artsy, free-spirited type? You sure changed your taste." Vivian smiled and glanced at me. My husband, Lucas, peeled a shrimp and placed it onto her plate. Then, he chuckled. "Dating and marriage are two completely different things." He turned to look at me. "Right, Chloe?" That was the very first time he had spoken…