"You bet, baby girl. So how..." The door swung open and a sharply dressed man sauntered in. Clearly, he held some disdain toward me."Well, well, if it isn't the living Miss," he commented with a sneer."'Miss'?" I raised an eyebrow."Yes, that's the title you demanded. I address you as 'Miss'," he replied coolly.Did marrying Alexander turn Ashlyn into a complete airhead? I thought to myself."That title is null and void from today," I declared firmly."I'm sorry?" He seemed taken aback."Starting today, you address me as ma'am or mistress. I'm a married woman now."Charles stared at me, mouth agape. I couldn't help but burst into laughter."Why the shocked face, Charles? I've come to my senses. A brush with death tends to do that. Now, can we go home, please?""Of course... Mistress or ma'am?""That will do," I smiled, turning to Izzy, who was struggling to suppress her laughter. "Thank you, doc. I'll call you later.""Take care of yourself, darling," she said, hugging me tightly.
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