Chapter 15

I had the self-awareness of having a love nest.

After the coffee shop reopened, I thought of marketing ideas every day to increase customer flow.

I was trapped in a whirlpool of work, unable to escape.

Finally returning home early one day, I saw Jaxon sitting beside me with a demure look after cooking dinner.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as I asked, he became pitiful.

"Today, the old lady downstairs said that I, a grown man, do housework for you every day without any status. What if you meet someone more handsome tomorrow? I'll have no place then."

I was speechless.

"Clayton, neither of us is a fool. We signed papers to give each other dignity."

"So I..." "Then what do you want?"

"If only we had a little red book that could be obtained for just $9.99."

I raised my wine glass, tracing the rim down his bare upper body only covered by an apron, the red wine flowing down his muscles.

"That depends on your performance."