The doctor Nash recommended was Wilfred, a highly capable professional. Wilfred and Caleb were the ones who had performed surgery on Charlie. Without their skill, Charlie wouldn't have recovered so quickly.

"I'm not sick," Ben protested firmly. There was no way he would admit to having any psychological issues.

Nash's voice was calm and low. "You spent those four years in treatment, so I get why you feel this way. But like Quincy said, you can't deny how incredible Jamie is. She belongs to the world, Ben. You can't keep her locked by your side forever. Besides, you're not some overbearing CEO forcing love on her. You two haven't even been married that long. Don't let something so small turn into a real problem." Ben understood everything Nash was saying.

But how could he explain how he felt?

It was an overwhelming mix of frustration and suffocating unease. He wanted Jamie to be brilliant and respected by the world, yet he also selfishly wished her beauty and talent were for his eyes alone.

By the end of the night, Ben was drunk.

Jamie had just returned from her business trip when she saw Nash dropping off a completely drunk Ben. Her heart immediately softened.

"Thank you so much for bringing him back, Nash."

with a slight smile. "You two need to talk things

understood what he meant and couldn't help but laugh, though exasperation

acting like a lovesick teenager," she

his tie. Despite her exhaustion, she stayed by his side, afraid he might get sick

kissed her softly, his voice hoarse as he murmured, "Jamie, I

she said, gently patting his

see how amazing

and the only man I will ever

even promised to accept Charlie as their

could I ever be

her intently, as though trying to etch her words into his heart. "Then you'll stay by

will. I'll stay with you and Charlie. Don't overthink

That night, they simply stayed together, their hearts finding solace

*

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