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He turned around, looked at me, and said, “I just got the medicine box. It seems like you bumped your head.” I shook my head urgently. “It didn’t hurt! Just don’t leave.” I hugged his waist again; his lean, strong body offered a sense of security. I pressed my face against his abdomen, muffling, “Don’t leave. I won’t allow you to leave.”

His figure stiffened. He lowered his gaze to look at me. With teary eyes, I said, “Don’t go. I was wrong. I will never bully you or mistreat you again. I would treat you well, very well.”

Reynaldo looked at me intently. “Do you recognize who I am?”

“I know! You’re Reynaldo, my husband Reynaldo!” I quickly got up and wrapped my arms around his neck, almost hanging on him. I’m not afraid of anything now, only that he’ll leave. I’m afraid of losing him again.

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Reynaldo’s deep eyes fixed on me. “What did you just say? I am… to you?”

“Husband?” I tilted my head. “Isn’t it?”

The man’s strong body stiffened. He seemed to suppress emotion, his voice hoarse. “Yes, I am your husband. Call me that again. I enjoy hearing it.”

I looked at him dazedly. He leaned close, his warm breath in my ear. “Darling, call me husband. Say it a few more times.”

“Husband…” I obediently shouted. As long as he was happy, I would call him whatever he wanted. “Husband, husband, husband…” I called out with a bright smile. It’s just a dream, so it doesn’t matter.

Reynaldo’s eyes deepened in color. He stared, unblinking, his gaze devouring me. I shouted again, “Husband!”

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He smiled and pinned me to the bed. “Husband!” I kissed his lips, affectionately pressing against his body. Only in my dreams dare I be so reckless.

Reynaldo’s gaze was terrifying; his arm, braced beside me, was tense. He smiled, his beautiful eyes and eyebrows filled with intoxicating tenderness. It was a dream; only in my dreams would he look at me with such tenderness. I kissed him, hoping the dream would last longer.

Reynaldo responded, tender and affectionate. After a long time, he whispered, “Esmeralda, I loved you, always and forever.” Dreams are so wonderful. You can hear sweet nothings you never hear in reality. At that moment, under his gentle gaze, sweetness overflowed in my heart. If I’d been nice to him from the beginning… but time can’t be reversed, and dreams end.

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With that thought, the sweetness turned to bitterness. Reynaldo kissed me gently, from my lips to my chin, then my neck… He kissed carefully, protecting a beloved treasure. I raised my hand, hooked his neck, and kissed him back. I don’t care. If the dream is short-lived, I’ll indulge myself briefly. My initiative aroused the deepest desire within Reynaldo. He held me close, pressing against my ear, repeating, “I love you.” I was drowsy, staring at windblown curtains, unable to distinguish dream from reality. I fell asleep.

I woke at noon the next day. The curtains were closed; the room was quiet and dimly lit. I looked around, a sharp pain in my head, but saw no one. My eyes were sore, my stomach ached, and my whole body felt bruised.

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I closed my eyes, trying to recall last night. My mind held only memories of project investments; everything else was a blur.