"Okay," Renee replied obediently, snuggling up to Morgan and acting cute. "Take me to the exhibition, Morgan! I know you’re the best. You’ll definitely take me, right?"

Morgan pursed his lips. At 15, he was no longer a little boy. Although Renee was only 8, she was his destined wife.

He had been protecting her since the day she was born. At first, he thought that he would only marry her because according to the family prophecy, she was the one most suitable for him. Over the years, however, he realized that his feelings for her ran deeper than he had initially thought.

He found himself wanting to help her fulfill her wishes, and would clean up the mess when she caused trouble. Things had become different from what he had expected, but he welcomed them. He felt grateful that she was the one who was destined for him!

With her by his side for the rest of his life, he would never feel lonely.

"Will you get into fights again?" Morgan asked.

"No more fighting, I promise!" Renee quickly