Ryan was already too excited to wait—he ran up to Claire with a fawning grin.
“Sis-in-law, are you serious? You’re really going to give me ten grand a month? And I don’t even have to do anything except model for you? No hidden conditions?”
“Yes, when have I ever lied to you?”
Claire smiled, speaking gently as if coaxing a child.
She adjusted her silver-rimmed glasses, explained patiently, and every move radiated the charm of a confident, elegant woman—it made me fall for her all over again.
If not for my unreasonable mom and brother, I would never have brought up divorce in the first place.
Claire seemed to understand what I was thinking. She took the initiative to handle the problem for me.
She gave me the greatest comfort and asked me never to mention divorce again. She said even thinking about it broke her heart—she had never wanted to leave me.
After that, our relationship grew even deeper, and I loved her more than ever.
I gazed at her affectionately as she patiently explained everything to Ryan.
“You’re tall and handsome with good presence. I’ve been wanting a model to promote my work. Rather than hire someone else and let them make money, why not let you do it? Keep it in the family.”