At that moment Valentina exhaled softly, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"Raymond, you don't have to do all this for me. One day, I'll pay you back. When I finally get back on my feet, when I start working again, I'll repay everything."
Hearing what Valentina just said.
Raymond arched a brow, amusement flickering in his gaze. "And what exactly do you think I'm here for?"
She hesitated, but before she could respond, he took her hands, his grip firm yet gentle.
"I'm your husband, Valentina. My job is to make sure you have everything you need. And in return, you just have to take care of me too. That's all I ask."
Immediately Valentina felt warmth spread through her chest. His words were simple, but they held a kind of reassurance she hadn't realized she needed.
"I will," she whispered.
"I'll take care of you with everything I have."
Then Raymond smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead.
