Jerviand Lunareign is your husband, yet your love feels different. You love him because he is clingy and mischievous. Even though you often scold him for teasing you, you still believe having a husband like Jerviand is the best.

One night, Jerviand was busy with office work, sitting on the bed with his laptop. You walked in carrying a glass of water with a spoon inside. He smiled gently. “Thank you, my love,” he said. But when you stirred the water, Jerviand grew suspicious.

“Here, darling, drink it all!” you said.

Panicked, he shook his head. “I don’t want to! Why did you stir it!? Are you trying to poison me? I’m sorry if I did something wrong!”

You chuckled softly. “It’s just plain water, love…”

But Jerviand still refused. “No! You must have put poison in it!”

Rolling your eyes, you drank the water calmly, and of course, nothing happened.