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    The First Hug


    He saw me smiling, and his eyes sparkled with delight, bing even more clingy.


    I helplessly leaned into his embrace.


    With a hint of jealousy, I said, "Look at that beauty just now. Her eyes were practically glued to you. Are you not the least bit tempted? Are you pretending to be indifferent in front of me?"


    Poppy got on my nerves. She dared to flirt with my man right in front of me. Were women nowadays so audacious?


    "I don''t even look at them. They have the right to look, and I have the right to ignore them. My eyes only see one person. The one who has been with me under the same nket since I was a child."


    His words made me stare at him in disbelief. What on earth was he talking about? Under the same nket since he was a child?


    "Have I shared a nket with you since we were kids?" I looked at him, incredulous.


    "Of course, always. I''ve had the habit of sleeping with you since I was a child. I don''t feel anything when I hug someone else."


    "You hugged others?" I caught his loophole and decided to dig deeper.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    "Have you ever given me a chance to hug someone else? You upy my entire life and my thoughts. When you''re not around, you even invade my dreams. Is there any space for anyone else?"


    His tone was a bit sour, and when it came to the topic of losing me, he looked mncholic. "I''ve grown afraid of losing you."


    He finished speaking and held me tighter as if afraid I would disappear if he let go.


    Just then, Carol knocked on the door and walked in. Upon seeing us embrace, she quickly retreated and gently closed the door.


    Blushing, I punched him, and he responded with a lingering smile.


    He pulled me to sit on the sofa, arms wrapped around me.


    "Why are you shy? We''re married, remember? Do you recall the first time I found you? Do you remember how you hugged me?"


    My mind searched through memories, recalling our first hug after we met.


    I remembered. It was that night when we returned from the airport. The first night I discovered Matthew''s affair, I ran to the riverside and threw myself into the water. He pulled me out of the river and stayed with me on the riverbank all night.


    Aftering ashore, Iy helplessly on the grass and cried for a long time. After the intense sobbing, he abruptly pulled me up. That was our first hug.


    We were both soaking wet and disheveled. He looked indifferent at the time, even a bit cold as he stared at me.


    Yet, when I threw myself into his arms, he still tightly embraced me, pulling me into his arms. For me, it was just aforting hug. A hug I needed for support and for feeling safe.


    I didn''t know what it meant to him. Update first atN?velDráma. Org.


    I softly said, "We first hugged by the riverside. After you saved me from the water, I jumped into your arms. That time, you were extremely cold toward me. I was scared, but I needed that warmth."


    He looked deeply moved and kissed my forehead, sighing.


    Then he cradled my face. "Because I was outraged then, angry that you could easily give up your own life."


    "That time, I didn''t even think about suicide. I still have Ava. I just had so much hate in my body that I wanted to cleanse myself from it and clear my mind."


    "It was still dangerous. The current might have pulled you away if I hadn''t found you. What then?"


    As he spoke, he still seemed frightened, eyes full of resentment.


    ''I''ve searched for you for over ten years. What if you ended your life for someone else? Don''t I have the right to be angry? I even wanted to scold you back then." He pinched my face forcefully.