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"My dear wife, I miss you so much..."

Randy had just completed his entire work schedule in Singapore. On his way back to the hotel, he hurriedly contacted his wife. Usually, he would call after arriving or shortly before bedtime, but this time he seemed unable to wait any longer.

The overwhelming longing for Ghea could no longer be contained. He wanted to come home and immediately embrace his wife tightly.

"I miss you too," Ghea responded from the other side. "It feels just as much when you're far away."

"See, I told you. But, fundamentally, I am really missable, right?"

"Oh, come on, can't you be less narcissistic?"

Randy laughed, then spoke again after a while.

"What are you up to? Is your campus business done?"

"Yes, dear. I was at the cafe with Joshua and Denisa. They left earlier. I mean, I wanted to wait for your call at the cafe, but now I'm on my way home."

"So, who are you going home with?"

There was a noticeable hint of worry in Randy's question. Usually, if not wi