my husband is the leader

"What's the matter, dear?"

Valentine was stroking Jenna's hair, eating the breakfast she'd fed him, letting her flick her lips.But when he found her suddenly quiet down, he also frowned slightly.He took the newspaper from her suspiciously and stared at the news to check it.

"...Oh? The British passenger ship exploded and sank to the bottom of the sea? This happened last night, and we have received a report."

He obviously knew all this long ago, but he didn't share the news. He wiped his leather gloves with a handkerchief, looked at Jenna's shocked expression through those blue eyes, and stated to her very calmly, "What's the matter? You look very shocked. Is it Jonathan Joestar's ship? But our navy has gone to the sea to rescue, and we haven't found any survivors yet. Don't worry, if it's Dio Bran If it is too fast, he must also sink with the ship and cannot reach our territory to hurt you."

……it's not like that.

Jenna hesitated to speak, and Fani didn't understand what made her uneasy.

Is she afraid of Dior?Obviously not entirely, what she was afraid of was that Jonathan would still die as predicted, and even if she knew what would happen in advance, she was still helpless!

"Can you arrange a search and rescue if possible?"

She looked at her husband nervously and uneasily, knowing that he didn't really care if the British survived, but she pleaded with him very seriously.

"..."

[She cares a lot? 】

Valentine stared at her for a moment, then he seemed unhappy but reluctantly agreed.

"Well, if that reassures you. I'll let our navy find Mr. Joestar if he can, whether he survives or not."

"Thank you, Daddy!"

Jenna immediately hugged his neck and kissed him on the lips very naturally.

"..."

She's pretty proficient now, which works out for Valentine as well, his captain getting tough every time Jenna calls him Daddy.

So he smiled, gently stroked Jenna's hair and said, "I'll let you know as soon as I have any new news, baby, although I really want to melt in happiness with you now, but I have a lot of business to deal with today .Oh yes, tonight we will dine with the whole family of the Minister of Finance, you can go to the haute couture building to buy some suitable dresses, just choose and the bill will be sent to me."

"I see."

Jenna breathed a sigh of relief, and could only hope for the search results. She always felt that since Jonathan had prepared himself, Dio would not succeed... Who is the right side?Is it said that what is good is rewarded with evil?And even if the boat blows up, it doesn't necessarily prove that he is definitely dead, as long as the body hasn't been found, there is still a chance.

She should be more optimistic...

But when she was thinking about the possibility of Jonathan being alive, she heard her husband suddenly ask, "You seem to care about that Mr. Joestar, do you like him very much?"

"Ok?"

Jenna suddenly raised her head and glanced at him in surprise.

And she found that Valentine's thoughts were the same: 【She likes Jonathan Joestar? 】

Who wouldn't love Mr. Joestar, a true gentleman who is sincere and unbiased?Jenna couldn't help thinking, but at the same time she was a little puzzled...why should he care about this?

Doesn't he mind who she has a good relationship with?Obviously he is a twisted man who would make her feel happy even if she brought a gift from her rival... Why did he suddenly care about Jonathan?

"I just think that if Mr. Joestar's fate can be changed, it means that the fate of other people can also be changed."

She didn't want to start another quarrel, so she explained to her husband very seriously and confidently, "I don't want you to die, so I'm going to try the first thing, try to change the fate of everyone who might die ! This has nothing to do with liking that person or not!"

"I see."

Valentine was a little surprised by her attitude, but he nodded and finally smiled with a little pleasure.

"Don't worry, your wish will come true. If Mr. Joestar and his friends get the life-saving equipment, if they are still alive, they should not drift too far, and the result will be tomorrow morning at the latest."

"Well, I hope there will be a good result." She said softly with a fast heartbeat, at least Jonathan could be rescued if he was still alive.And she always had a feeling that Dior might not be completely wiped out that easily, and she couldn't let her guard down under any circumstances.

But when she was thinking, Valentine looked at her abruptly and said.

"Also about that matter, I don't think it's that important. Once I die, the me in the parallel world brought by D4C will inherit all my memories. It's no different from the current me. You won't be able to tell which is which. Me, so I also think you don't need to care so much."

He suddenly took the initiative to bring up their last quarrel, but it seemed that he didn't figure it out, but it got worse.

"...how do you know I can't tell?"

Jenna looked at him in disbelief, but this time she controlled her emotions.She knew that it was useless to quarrel with him. Her current plan was to make him care about her as much as possible, until she was reluctant to hand her over to others.But her husband doesn't want to continue to be influenced by her at this stage, so he wants her to be more obedient.

She said unconvinced, "I can recognize it. Don't take it for granted. When you swapped with the parallel world, I immediately noticed something was wrong!"

"Really, then you can try it next time."

He pressed his leather-gloved fingers to his lips, and smiled eccentrically, "Let's play a game, if you can tell which is the real me, then you win, and I will start over again." Consider this matter, and if you lose instead, then don't complain about my actions."

"Game? What do you mean..."

Jenna had a vague premonition. According to her husband's personality, the "game" he mentioned might not be a normal game.How to tell him apart?How is this game played?

"I think this can be arranged during the punishment game. It's not needed yet. I don't plan to share it for the time being."

He bent his lips and did not answer clearly, and then the working time was about to start. After drinking the coffee in the cup, he got up and prepared to leave the bedroom.

"Have a good rest, sleep a little longer, dear, I also hope that you can adjust to a body that is easy to conceive as soon as possible... I have recently started to think of a name for our child."

"..."

After Jenna had watched him leave her bedroom, she quickly ran back to the bed and lay down, deciding to try her luck.

Anyway, she can't do much while waiting for the salvage. Shopping and buying clothes can be done in the afternoon. Why not see if the saint's body can make her dream again.

It would be nice if you could see what you wanted to see.

So she covered the quilt and said to herself in a low voice, "Give me some more hints, old man."

【You are getting more and more impolite. 】

All of a sudden, Jenna heard the hoarse voice from an old phonograph again, and the next moment, she felt dizzy, and without any warning, she was directly dragged into a dream.

But Jenna in the dream didn't realize she was dreaming.She found that her eyes were blindfolded, the surroundings were pitch black, her hands and feet were tied to the edge of the bed, and she seemed to be under control, and she heard the voices of multiple Valentines around her.

More than one husband was present, and they were playing "guess who I am" with her.

"Who do you think it is now? Honey?"

"If you guess wrong, you will be punished in the next round."

"It's a pity... I guessed wrong, I just said, you can't tell the difference."

……

…………

"……Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Jenna woke up almost screaming, and it took her a long time to recover and return to reality.

Is this a prophetic dream again?She thought it should be... After all, it corresponded to Fani's previous words, and she didn't expect it to mean this!

This time the dream was no less frightening than before, but there was no hint other than the unhealthy content!

Isn't this an orthodox saint?Who wants to know this!Give some other important information, such as how everyone died, what happened to Mr. Joestar now, whether Dio is dead or not... nothing she wants to know!What she didn't want to know was all stuffed to her... No, maybe it's also useful, because in the dream she guessed three times and all guessed wrong, maybe asking her to guess again will increase the probability and chance... No!She didn't want to guess!Who can stand this?Who the hell can guess right!

But he also said that he didn't plan to share it for the time being, maybe this was a warning... Jenna felt a burst of collapse, and her heart was full of speechlessness towards the saint.By the way, it turns out that the body can communicate with her?Then why don't you say a few more words?Is it really only prompting unhealthy content?

This prediction is very frightening. While Jenna feels vigilant, she is also faintly angry.

"Any more, old man?"

Jenna asked the saint's body again, but this time the body didn't give her any response!Even if I continue to sleep, I can't dream of anything.

In short, she had a very difficult afternoon, and she had to try hard to recall the details of the dream, and use the method of elimination to estimate which one was the real husband.Then in the evening, she dressed up and went with her husband to dinner at the Treasury Secretary's mansion.

When she was with the wife of the Secretary of the Treasury, sitting face to face with her husbands at the dinner table, Jenna looked at her very serious and trustworthy president in front of everyone else, and suddenly had a sudden burst of excitement. With whimsical thoughts, evil comes to the gallbladder.

Just as they were discussing the defense budget, Jenna suddenly and quietly stretched out her foot, toes gently rubbing against his captain.

"..."

Valentine suddenly froze for a moment, and he glanced at Jenna expressionlessly, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

[Don't mess around now, dear. 】

The thought of talking to her came to his mind, but Jenna looked away casually, feeling his breathing get heavy, and smiled as she clinked her glass with the finance minister's wife.