After a while, Victor Chadwick came upstairs with dinner, pushing the door open to see Monica Baldwin sitting on the bed, counting a bouquet of roses. Her cheeks were red, her thin lips moved slightly, they looked very tempting...
"This is the first time I've received so many flowers!" Monica exclaimed delightedly, "Victor, I'm really surprised..."
Victor looked down at her satisfied expression and asked, "Why are you so easy to please? Just a few flowers and you're this happy. I have so much more I want to give you, but you never express your needs. Why can't you be like other women, wanting diamonds, jewelry, or even fame and achievement?"
Monica chuckled, looking up at Victor, "I've already taken you completely, aren't I greedy enough?"
"I have your marriage, the title of your wife, half of your wealth, and your next half-life, jewels, achievements? I can strive for these myself. Besides, what could be more precious than you?"