“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.

her dress tightly, her gaze drifting upward to the ceiling. She couldn't shake the feeling

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

fingers brushed against her back, Mia's body involuntarily flinched, a hint of discomfort

are you moving?" Timothy's voice rumbled from

itchy," Mia replied, feeling the temperature in the bathroom

longer, she asked,

"Almost."

zipper. Why are you taking

words trailed off, she heard the sound of the

in a deep

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

"Well, I suppose that just goes to show our relationship wasn't all that remarkable.

I haven't been

acknowledge that, but at the

dress and briskly made her

water, trying to calm the fluttering of her heart caused

emerged, he casually leaned against the doorframe. "Do you

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