Chapter 62

“Let’s get inside.” Maverick said pulling my attention from the beautiful marigolds. Interlocking our fingers, he lifted our joined hands and placed a sweet kiss on the back of my hand. “It’s getting colder.”

The diamond ring on my ring finger shimmered brilliantly, captivating my gaze as it reflected the gentle rays of the setting sun on that chilly mid-December evening. The ambiance was unmistakably colder than the typical American winter, as our humble abode nestled in a region known for its significantly cooler temperatures during this time of year. Recalling the events of two years prior, Maverick had surprised me with the purchase of a cozy house that perfectly suited our needs, despite its moderate size. After all, there were only the two of us, accompanied by our beloved golden retriever, Harry.

In the process of settling into our new home, Maverick's persistent suggestions to hire a maid echoed in my ears. Although he genuinely wanted to alleviate my burdens and