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"T-Ten times…" I said, laughing awkwardly, "I'm afraid that's bad for the health, my dear husband."

I deliberately acted cute, biting my lips and blinking my eyes—ugh, I want to puke. But this way, maybe he would be lenient with me, even just a little.

"How about five instead?" I smiled sweetly at him. "Or less?"

Eun-Woo chuckled.

"You should have given me five questions then. Why did you make it ten?" he said, shrugging. "Obviously, you are the one who wants to do it ten times."

"W-What?! No way!" I blurted out. "I asked ten questions since five would have been too easy, and you have to get all of them right. So, the more questions, the more chances of you not winning."

"See where your wicked thoughts brought you? How dare you plot against your husband like that?" Eun-Woo pouted in a mocking way. "Now, you have to suffer its consequences. A deal is a deal, my dear wife."

Damn it! Now, I'm regretting why I gave him ten questions. Ugh!