“Close your eyes first," Mia instructed.

However, Timothy didn't comply this time.

He looked down at her and reasoned, "You're asking me to help you put on this dress, right? But how can I do that if I close my eyes?"

Mia fell silent, realizing the implication of her request.

Timothy continued, "We were once married and even have children together. What's there to be shy about in front of me?"

“I'm not shy.”

"Stay still."

Timothy remained silent thereafter. Once he had steadied Mia, he positioned himself behind her.

As he looked at Mia's beautiful, fair back, a depth of emotion shone in his eyes.

Noticing the stuck zipper at her waist, Timothy swiftly crouched down behind her.

the ceiling. She couldn't

of movement behind her; it seemed that Timothy was adjusting the

brushed against her back, Mia's body involuntarily

Timothy's voice

itchy," Mia replied,

it any longer, she

"Almost."

Why are

the sound of the

a deep breath,

down to her ear as he whispered, "I've never assisted a woman with her

surprise, breaking free from his embrace. "Well, I suppose that just goes to show our relationship

a contemplative silence. "Perhaps I haven't been as attentive to you as

you acknowledge that, but at the moment, I have no shortage of men

that, Mia adjusted her dress and briskly made her way back

she helped herself to a glass of water, trying to calm the fluttering of her heart caused by Timothy's close proximity moments ago. It

casually leaned against the doorframe. "Do you consider Chuck as someone who treats

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