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    Bu knew his question would stir Silver Fox’s ire, yet driven by a gnawing jealousy, he couldn’t hold back. Even though ck Mallow was a woman, knowing that she held a higher ce in Silver Fox’s heart than he did made him ufortable.


    His heart sank as he watched Silver Fox’s expression darken—a clear sign that he had struck a nerve.


    “Bu, don’t taint my friendship with ck Mallow with your despicable thoughts,” Silver Fox snapped, her voice icy. “Your words reflect nothing but your own pettiness. I met ck Mallow long before you became a part of my life. While she was by my side in peril, you were elsewhere, possibly enjoying other women’spany. How could you possibly think topare?”


    Her words cut deep, leaving Bu speechless. He had to admit, his connection with Silver Fox paled inparison to the bond she shared with ck Mallow.


    Despite his long-held feelings for her, their acquaintance was brief, and their marriage, borne out of a pragmatic agreement for parenthood,cked a deep emotional foundation.


    She barely harbored feelings for him—perhaps none at all. Expecting her to prioritize him in her heart seemed unreasonable now. The bond between him and her was indeed not as deep as that between her and ck Mallow.


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    The sting of Silver Fox’s rebuke lingered, deepening his sense of rejection.


    No man desired to be anything but the foremost in his wife’s heart, a sentiment Bu knew all too well.


    Yet, he recognized that earning such a ce would require time, perhaps more than he could fathom, given her resolute nature.


    Earlier that day, Bu had secretly reveled in Connor’s unsessful attempts to win ck Mallow’s affection, but now, reflecting on his own marital predicament, he felt a pang of empathy.


    He had married the woman he adored, who had even agreed to bear his children, but the journey to truly win her heart was proving to be arduous. With a heavy sigh, he realized an apology was due.


    “Sorry, I misspoke earlier. Please, don’t be upset. I was only joking,” Bu offered, hoping to ease the tension, his voice tinged with regret.


    Silver Fox’s cold snort and pursed lips signaled a grudging eptance of Bu’s apology, yet her ire clearly simmered beneath the surface. Bu braced himself for another barrage of her sharp words.


    “Bu, youbel my bond with ck Mallow as abnormal, but tell me, isn’t our own arrangement even more abnormal? Show me another couple who marries purely for procreation under an agreement. Typically, people marry for love or for financial gain, but our arrangement? It’s merely a crude agreement for procreation, yet somehow, you expect romance to blossom before we part ways post-childbirth. Ridiculous, isn’t it?”


    Silver Fox’sughter was tinged with disbelief. “I must say, our marriage tops the list of absurdities. You might just be the most abnormal man I’ve ever encountered. The thought of our children potentially inheriting your warped perspective is downright rming.”


    Bu was left without words. The idea that she viewed him in such a distorted light was unexpected and unsettling. Her harsh words not only frustrated him but also left him feeling deeply humiliated. Once confident in his own identity, he now felt his self-assurance crumble under the weight of her scorn.


    Was he truly that twisted?


    Amid these troubled thoughts, Silver Fox snorted dismissively once more, set her fork down with a tter, and ascended the stairs.


    Bu watched her leave, grappling with the harsh reality of her words and his feelings of inadequacy.


    In the quiet that followed Silver Fox’s departure, Bu managed a slight, weary smile.


    He knew, perhaps not literally but emotionally, he was destined to be undone by this formidable woman. Her words, simple yet sharp, could sway his thoughtspletely. If they were on a battlefield, she would undoubtedly be his conqueror, capturing him with mere whispers.


    He sighed, a sound more of resignation than relief, and yet, as he reflected on their interactions, a reluctant grin found its way across his face. The dynamics of their rtionship, though fraught with control and humiliation, stirred a peculiar sense of exhration within him.


    Embracing thisplex concoction of emotions, Bu chuckled softly to himself, then reached for his phone. Compelled by the chaos of his feelings, he typed out a message to Silver Fox


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