"Stop it already! I’ve lived this long, and I’ve never met a man this perfect."

"Is the girl sitting across from him his girlfriend or his wife? Did she save the world in her past life to end up with a guy like that?"

"How would I know? But that girl’s no joke, either. She’s got a great body, flawless skin, and that cool, elegant vibe. She’s gorgeous!"

"They’re the definition of a power couple. People like us don’t stand a chance."

Rachel lowered her head slightly. Tyler noticed something was off and leaned closer.

"Not feeling well?"

Rachel turned her face away. "Why do you always draw so much attention everywhere you go? It’s stressing me out. If you weren’t running a company, you could’ve been an actor, and I swear 90 percent of the women in Yurelia City would lose their minds."

She had seen fangirls before. They were practically insane.

Tyler placed a piece of fish on her plate and murmured, "They won’t lose their minds."

"Why not?"

"Because I’ll make it clear to everyone who you are. You’re my wife, and now you’re carrying my child."

His blunt words made Rachel’s face turn red, but oddly, they gave her a sense of security. That restless feeling in her chest settled down completely. She smiled and placed some pork on his plate.

"Try this. I just had some. It’s pretty good."

"Feed me," Tyler demanded, not a trace of embarrassment on him.

Rachel froze. She glanced around and noticed people still sneaking looks their way. If she’d known, she would’ve asked for a private room.

"Don’t you see people staring at us? And you still want me to feed you? That’ll make us stand out even more!"

"Trust me. If you feed me, they’ll stop staring."

Rachel muttered, "Yeah, right."

"Don’t believe me? Try it. It’s just one bite; it’s not going to kill you. Ahh…"

Tyler had already opened his mouth. Rachel felt the weight of everyone’s eyes on them. Feeding him would be awkward, but not feeding him felt worse.

Tyler sat straight and expectant, pushing her along.

"Come on. Everyone’s watching."

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Her cheeks burned hot. She lowered her gaze, picked up the pork, and held it to his lips. Tyler’s gaze softened.

"Call me honey."

"Tyler, don’t push your luck," Rachel said with clenched jaws.

Tyler teased her and dragged his words out on purpose. "Then I guess we’ll just stay like this forever."

Rachel pursed her lips, finally realizing that he just wanted to hear her call him honey.

"So many people are staring at us. Can you not? What if this ends up all over the tabloids? Don’t go crying to PR!"

Tyler still didn’t back off. His eyes sparkled as he leaned even closer.

"Let it hit the headlines. It’s always just been me. If we both make the front page now, at least I’ve got company. And seriously, what crime is it if my wife feeds me and calls me honey?"

He paused before lowering his voice.

"Just once. Say it once, and we’ll eat. I won’t tease you anymore."

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