Saving the Villain... Twice
Language: en
I woke up one morning to find my husband had turned back into his seventeen-year-old self. He refused to believe we were married. Blushing furiously, he gritted his teeth and said: "I'd rather die than marry a... trashy woman like you." But before he could finish, a man who looked exactly like him walked in, his face dark as a storm cloud. I looked at the newcomer and said softly, "Hubby, hug."