Elsa didn't catch the double meaning in Xander's words; she just thought he loved her that much. A person only gives up their own preferences and unconditionally accommodates another when they are deeply in love. Elsa felt like the happiest person alive. She smiled and said, "In that case, let's have French food. I saw a restaurant nearby that looks pretty good."

Hearing her choice, Xander's eyes narrowed. Yes, that fit Caitlin's persona perfectly. A high-society wife would naturally dine on fine cuisine. It seemed his guess was correct. Elsa had brought him here today to meet Caitlin and clear the air. The thought filled him with a sense of triumph. Once Caitlin approved of him, the marriage arrangement with the Sylvester family wouldn't be far behind.

The more Xander thought about it, the more excited he became. "Great idea," he said with a smile. "Let's have French food."

Elsa looked at him, puzzled. "Honey, I thought you didn't like French food?"

She had specifically asked for his opinion because she knew he wasn't a fan. To her surprise, Xander showed no aversion at all.

He put on a deeply affectionate expression. "As long as you like it, darling, that's all that matters. You're the love of my life, after all. I'm completely wrapped around your finger."

Elsa beamed, linking her arm with his. "I knew it. My husband is the best to me."

"Of course. If I'm not good to you, who else would I be good to?"

They entered the restaurant and were greeted by a waiter. "A table for two by the window?"

Elsa nodded with a smile. "That would be lovely."

As the waiter led them to their seats, Xander decided to put on a good show for Caitlin. After they sat down, he looked at Elsa and said, "Darling, I just remembered something I need to take care of. You go ahead and order. I'll be right back."

"What is it?" Elsa asked.

"Just a small matter at the office," Xander replied smoothly. "I can handle it quickly, don't worry."

Reassured, Elsa nodded. "Alright, then. Go on."

Xander got up and headed outside. Elsa decided to wait for him to come back before ordering food, so she just got a drink for herself As she As She was sipping her beverage, a familiar voice called out from behind her.

"Elsa?"

Elsa turned around and smiled. "Kimberly, what a coincidence! Are you eating here too?"

Kimberly was Elsa's college classmate. Back then, Kimberly had been very envious of Elsa for getting a spot in the coveted three-person dorm.

"Yeah, I'm here for lunch," Kimberly said, walking over and sitting down opposite Elsa. "Elsa, I saw on your social media that you got married two weeks ago?"

"Yes," Elsa replied, her smile radiant with happiness.

"And the groom's name is... Xander?"

"That's right," Elsa said, surprised. "How did you know?"

"I saw your photos together. I forgot to mention, my family used to be neighbors with Xander's. When I heard about it from Gertrudes!, thought she was jokingcan't believe you two actually ended up together."

Gertrude? The name made Elsa frown slightly. "What did Gertrude say to you?"

"She knew my family used to live

next to Xander's, so she asked me about the Forresters." Kimberly

lowered her voice. "I know you'ren et

already married to Xander, but have to say this. You need to be careful with the Forresters. Xander and his parents... not a single one of them is easy to deal with."