"Mm."
"Wait, don't hang up. Chat with me a bit more. It's so boring being home alone, and at this time, I can't go anywhere, sigh." Erin Janus sighed, "But the wedding dress you sent me is truly beautiful, much better than those of my girlfriends."
"There's no need to compare."
"Why not? Even if I don't compare, they like to compare with me. Why should I let them outshine me? But now I see, my wedding dress is prettier, my wedding is grander, and even my husband is more handsome and capable. They're probably so jealous in private." As she spoke, Erin chuckled softly, "Looking at it this way, I am truly happy."
Sylvan Cheney frowned, unable to comprehend this kind of happiness.
"Honey, have you thought of a name for our daughter yet?"
"What's the rush?"
