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    “But right now, the most beautiful view in the world is the one sitting across from me—my dear husband.”


    Andrew’s eyes widened, a spark of surprise lighting up his face.


    “What did you just call me?”


    Hearing Madisyn call him “dear husband” stirred something deep within him. A sense of belonging, of home.


    Andrew’s eyes lingered on the woman before him, a fierce need to shield and cherish her swelling in his chest. This kind of devotion—one he had never offered to anyone else—pulled him inpletely, and he embraced it without hesitation.


    “Say it again,” he said, amusement dancing in his voice.


    Madisyn met his gaze, her lips curving into a yful smile.


    “My dear husband.”


    “Madisyn.”


    Andrew reached across the table, wrapping his fingers around hers. His face was lit with unfiltered joy, his expression utterly content.


    Madisyn couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze—he looked like an eager puppy, utterly content. Yet, despite averting her gaze, her eyes brimmed with undeniable warmth. She squeezed his fingers gently and said, “Alright, the food’sing. Let’s eat.”


    Madisyn and Andrew spent their honeymoon traveling, visiting countless destinations together. No matter where they went, time seemed to slip through their fingers too quickly. A month passed in what felt like moments, and though they wished they could continue, the uing New Year celebrations called them home.


    They boarded a private jet back to Ansport, their luggage filled with gifts for family and friends.


    When they had left, the city had been its usual bustling self. But upon their return, Ansport was transformed—adorned with festive lights and lively decorations, radiating the warmth of the holiday spirit. Without hesitation, they immersed themselves in the celebrations.


    On New Year’s Eve, with both families in Ansport, the Johns and Klein families chose to celebrate together, preparing avish homemade feast. The spacious kitchen and dining area buzzed with activity.


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    Madisyn and Andrew sat close, with Howard, Milly, and Waylon beside them, all engaged in the lively task of cooking and assembling dishes. Damari, Glenn, and ine were expertly handling the flurry of cooking tasks as well.


    While they bustled around, Susan and Dane were spared from helping, given Susan’s advanced pregnancy. With her due date just after the New Year, Dane carefully set up afortable recliner for her, ensuring she could rx while still enjoying conversations with the family. His focus remained entirely on her, tending to her every need.


    ine took in the warmth and liveliness of the gathering, a wave of emotion washing over her.


    “It’s wonderful to have everyone together like this,” she murmured.


    But as the words left her lips, a sudden thought struck her—someone was missing. She turned to Andrew.


    “Where’s Evie? Why didn’t you bring her along?”


    Madisyn, as the president of Edge Entertainment, was well aware of Evie’s demanding schedule. She answered before Andrew could.


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