Chapter 257: Chapter 267: Wife, Isn’t Having Me Enough for You?

"A junior just arrived."

Mortimer Quincy heard the last part of the sentence and stared straight at her, his voice laced with jealousy. "Honey, am I not enough for you?"

Holly Winslow: "..."

She smacked him in annoyance. "Cecilia just said her mom introduced her to a teaching assistant from B University."

Mortimer Quincy had never been interested in such things and replied with a lazy, dismissive, "Oh."

Holly Winslow: "..."

She looked up at him. "Mortimer Quincy, are you getting the nine-year itch?"

Mortimer Quincy: "..."

His wife asking a question like that was a clear sign a fight was brewing.

He immediately corrected his attitude. "Honey, and then what?"

Holly Winslow’s anger deflated. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, she "scolded" him, "And then my foot!"

...

This year’s College Entrance Exam arrived as scheduled. Holly Winslow called Chloe Hollis, telling her to stay calm.

Just as she was about to hang up, Chloe Hollis suddenly stopped her. "Teacher Winslow, wait a second."

Holly Winslow said, "What is it?"

Chloe Hollis’s stammering voice came from the other end of the line. "Teacher Winslow, thank you."

Before Holly Winslow could reply, she added, "Teacher Winslow, bye-bye."

Seeing the "Call Ended" message on her phone screen, Holly Winslow didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. A moment later, a heartfelt smile spread across her face.

She sent a text to Chloe Hollis: Chloe, you’ve got this. I believe in you.

A few days later, the results for the written portion of the senior high school teacher certification exam were released. She had passed with flying colors and excitedly pumped her fist.

In her past life, it had taken her three attempts to pass this exam, to the point where she started to question her entire existence.

During that time, she had fallen into a slump of self-doubt. ’Am I just not cut out for studying?’

’Am I just not good enough?’

’Thinking back on it now, it wasn’t that I was incapable, but that I hadn’t put in as much effort as others in the beginning. That’s why I had to work twice as hard later on.’

’So when you find yourself caught in self-doubt, you have to firmly believe that you can do it.’

’Hard work doesn’t always pay off immediately, but things will get better, little by little.’

Afterward, she called Wyatt Winslow and said joyfully, "Dad, I passed the written exam."

Wyatt Winslow was in the middle of a meeting, but a smile broke through his serious expression. "Good."

After hanging up, he looked at the others in the meeting. "Double pay for everyone today. Send out the notice."

Meanwhile, Holly Winslow messaged Mortimer Quincy, but he was probably busy and didn’t reply. Then, she sent a message to her "Little Fairies" group chat.

My little fairies, I passed the written exam.

Iris Kensington replied instantly: Congrats, Holly, our head fairy.

Anna Willow: Congrats, Holly, our head fairy.

Iris Kensington: I have some good news to share too. After three written exams and two interviews, my guy landed an internship at a state-owned enterprise. If all goes well, he’ll be a full-time employee there in six months.

’This was exactly the same as in her past life.’ Holly Winslow sent a single word: Congrats.

Anna Willow: Ellie, when you strike it rich, don’t forget about me.

Iris Kensington: No problem. I’ll treat you all to Häagen-Dazs.

Anna Willow: I took my English proficiency exam yesterday, and I’m super confident.

If I don’t pass this time, I’m going to beat up Zeke Zane.

Holly Winslow replied cheekily: I can get behind that.

Iris Kensington: Anna, if you pass your English exam, I’ll never say your English sucks again.

Anna Willow: ...

Ellie, our friendship is over. Goodbye.

On a more serious note, I’m planning to open an art training center in our county town after graduation. My mom and my brother both approve.

What do you guys think?

Iris Kensington: I think it’s a great idea. You wouldn’t have to work for someone else, and training centers have been really popular these past few years.

Holly Winslow: That sounds pretty good. Do you have enough capital? I can lend you some, friend to friend. No rush to pay it back, and no interest.

Iris Kensington: I can help too, but I only have three thousand.

Anna Willow: Oh, you guys, that’s too much, hahaha.

No need. My mom said she’d let me squander my dowry on it, and if I blow it all, so be it.

Holly Winslow chuckled: You even have a dowry ready. So, when are you planning to get married?

Anna Willow: I don’t know. Zeke Zane hasn’t mentioned it.

Do you think he doesn’t want to marry me?

Holly Winslow: I doubt it. My guess is that since he doesn’t have a stable job yet, he feels he can’t give you any security if you get married now.

Zeke Zane is a really reliable guy.

Iris Kensington: I think so too.

Didn’t you say last time that his dad broke his leg, and he sent all his scholarship and part-time job money back home?

It seems like his family isn’t as well-off as yours.

Anna Willow: It’s not like I’m asking him for a house or a car. My mom even said all that matters is that he’s a down-to-earth person.

We can earn all that stuff together later. I’m not scared, so what is he so afraid of?

Iris Kensington teased: Wow, Anna, desperate to get married, are we?

Anna Willow replied: The country is promoting early marriage. I’m just trying to keep up.

...

An hour later, Holly Winslow received a food delivery—a durian cake. She checked the buyer’s phone number and saw it was Wyatt Winslow.

She took a picture and posted it on her feed with the caption: My dad is the best in the world.

When Wyatt Winslow saw it, he smiled and liked the post.

At six in the evening, Holly Winslow received a picture from Mortimer Quincy. It showed a seafood buffet with text that said, "288 yuan per person."

She replied: I want some.

When Mortimer Quincy saw her reply, his shoulders shook with laughter. He texted back: Honey, look at the bottom of the picture.

Holly Winslow looked at the words at the bottom. Hot springs. She: ...

’She could just imagine how that scoundrel Mortimer Quincy was laughing right now.’

She gloomily typed a single word: Go.

Mortimer Quincy let out a low chuckle. Just as he was about to clock out for the day, the leader of Team Two suddenly came over. "Everyone, hold on. Something’s come up, and we need to stay and work overtime."

Mortimer Quincy pressed his lips together, but there was nothing he could do. He sent a message to Holly Winslow, telling her he had to work overtime.

Holly Winslow wasn’t surprised when she got the message; situations like this were normal. She replied: Go, Pikachu.

It was almost midnight when Mortimer Quincy finally came home. The living room light had been left on for him, and a meal was being kept warm in the kitchen’s rice cooker.

He undid the top button of his shirt and walked into the bedroom. The first thing he saw was his wife, who had fallen asleep while holding a book. He gently took the book from her and placed it on the nightstand.

Holly Winslow groggily opened her eyes. Seeing it was him, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled closer. "Hubby, you’re back. The food’s being kept warm in the rice cooker."

"I saw."

Mortimer Quincy gazed at her flushed face, his heart melting completely. He leaned down to give her a couple of kisses and said, "Congrats on passing your written exam, honey."

Holly Winslow’s eyes curved into crescents as she giggled. "Your wife is pretty amazing, isn’t she?"

"Yeah, super amazing." Mortimer Quincy patted her head. "Alright, go back to sleep. Hubby will join you in a minute."

...

「The next day」

When Holly Winslow woke up, Mortimer Quincy was still beside her. She grabbed her phone to check the time. It was almost nine o’clock. She hurriedly shook him. "Hubby, get up! You’re going to be late for work."

Mortimer Quincy lazily lifted his eyelids, then quickly reached out and pulled her back into his arms. "I took the day off."

"Why did you take the day off?"

"To take my wife to the hot springs."

Holly Winslow gazed at his handsome face, magnified before her, and suddenly broke into a silly grin. "Hubby, have I ever told you that I love you?"

"You silly girl." Mortimer Quincy lightly bit her lip.

A couple is bound to encounter unexpected situations in their life together. Mutual understanding is the key to maintaining a good marriage.

Holly Winslow was understanding, and he couldn’t let her down.

"Don’t kiss me, you haven’t even brushed your teeth." Holly Winslow pushed him away, feigning disgust.

Mortimer Quincy let out a low laugh, cupped her small face, and kissed her again. This time, it wasn’t just a peck, but a deep, dominant kiss.

Soon, sleepwear slithered off the bed and onto the floor.