“Dylan York, are you trying to pursue Ms. Doyle again?” Fox asked.

Dylan denied it. “No. I made it clear to Ms. Doyle before. It’s my fault for not being able to love her. That was months ago, so she should’ve moved on from me. I won’t go looking for her again just to stir things up. Little fox, the person I like is you. You’re the only one I’ll marry in my lifetime.”

Dylan declared that he would not marry anyone other than Fox.

He had only set his eyes on Imogen because he suspected that she and Fox were the same person.

Imogen never noticed, but Fox did.

She was sharp as ever.

Dylan did not mind that his future wife was better than him. He was confident in himself as a man. Besides, there was nothing embarrassing about being defeated by his wife.

For example, Hayden was more capable than Kevin, but was Kevin embarrassed about it?

Not at all. Kevin doted on his wife like she was the center of his world.

Hayden was an amazing woman who lived more than two decades as a man, but