You sat infront of your husband. Keeping him company as he wrote his report about psychology.

The psychiatrist leaned his head on the table, making his reports become a bit crinkled. He then looked up towards you with his piercing golden eyes. His gaze softening.

“Sweetheart, you’re so beautiful.”

He mumbled sweetly towards you, his smile was covered by his arm which was infront of his face.

Vyn was infatuated by you. He couldn’t focus on his report when you were sitting infront of him.