[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-his-innocent-wife-is-a-dangerous-hacker":3,"chapter-his-innocent-wife-is-a-dangerous-hacker-his-innocent-wife-is-a-dangerous-hacker-chapter-634":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","His innocent wife is a dangerous hacker.",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1151025,1493,"Chapter 634 Talking","his-innocent-wife-is-a-dangerous-hacker-chapter-634",634,"\u003Cp>\"What kind of pact?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bit into the onion ring, chewed, then leaned forward like he was sharing state secrets. \"If we ever get married later in life, and if one of us has a daughter and the other has a son, they have to marry each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel blinked. \"You made a marriage pact for your future children?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A sacred pact. Written in ketchup.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You didn’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We did. It counts.\" He grinned. \"I’m going to have a daughter. Jason will have a son. They’ll be perfect. It’s destiny.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel laughed, the sound bright in the warm restaurant. \"How do you know you’ll have a daughter? You can’t just decide these things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dom sat up straighter, looking deeply offended. \"I know it. I can feel it. Daughters are cute. Daughters are beautiful. Daughters let you braid their hair and buy them tiny shoes and teach them how to skate.\" His voice softened. \"And I will have one. I’ve decided.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel shook her head, still smiling. \"What if you have a son?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll love him too. Obviously.\" Dom picked up his milkshake, taking a long sip. \"But I’m having a daughter first. That’s the plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The plan,\" Hazel repeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The plan.\" He set down his shake, looking at her across the table. His eyes were warm, his smile easy. \"What about you? Do you want kids?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel looked at her plate, then back at him. \"I never really thought about it,\" she admitted. \"Before, everything was complicated. I didn’t let myself want things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dom didn’t push. Just waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But maybe,\" she said quietly. \"Someday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded slowly. \"When you do, if you do, they’re going to be lucky.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked up. \"Why do you say that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shrugged, like it was obvious. \"Because they’d have you. That’s already a win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel stared at him. His face was open, honest, nothing hidden. She felt something warm spread through her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re ridiculous,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m honest.\" He picked up another fry, pointing it at her. \"Also I’m right. You’d be a great mom. I can tell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed again, shaking her head. \"How can you tell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The way you talked about your childhood. The way you listen. The way you—\" He stopped, his cheeks coloring slightly. \"I don’t know. I just can.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down at her plate, smiling into her napkin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They finished eating in comfortable silence, the warmth of the restaurant settling around them. When the bill came, Dom grabbed it before she could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My treat,\" he said. \"You were brave on the ice. You earned it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I fell three times.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You got up four. That’s the important part.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She let him pay, watching him sign the receipt with a flourish, his handwriting looping and dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked out of the restaurant together, the cold night air hitting their warm faces. Their breath fogged in small clouds as they stood on the sidewalk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel pulled her jacket tighter, looking around at the quiet street. Most shops were closing, the late-night crowd thinning out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you want to go somewhere else?\" Dom asked, his hands shoved in his pockets, rocking on his heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel shook her head. \"Not really. I’m tired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect!\" Dom’s face lit up like she’d just given him the best news of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could ask what he meant, he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward a small garden tucked between two buildings. She’d walked past it before, but never really noticed it. Iron gate, a few benches, some trees with tiny white lights wrapped around the branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are we doing here?\" she asked, letting him pull her through the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Talking. Obviously.\" Dom dropped onto a bench under the shade of a big tree, the fairy lights twinkling above him. He patted the spot beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hazel sat, leaving a little space between them. The garden was quiet, just the distant sounds of traffic and the soft rustle of leaves. She tucked her hands in her lap, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what do you want to talk about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dom leaned back, stretching his arms along the back of the bench. \"I don’t know. Anything. Everything. What’s your favorite color?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked. \"That’s what you dragged me to a garden at night to ask?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s important information.\" He turned to face her, completely serious. \"I need to know these things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at him for a moment, then let out a small laugh. \"Blue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blue,\" he repeated, nodding slowly like she’d just revealed the secrets of the universe. \"Good choice. Very solid. Mine’s green. Like, forest green. Or emerald. The dark kind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s very specific.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m a specific person.\" He shifted, getting comfortable. \"Favorite food?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know. Something warm. Soup, maybe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soup,\" he said flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong with soup?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing. It’s just...\" He paused, searching for words. \"You’ve lived your whole life, been through wars and assassinations and all kinds of danger, and your favorite food is soup.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soup is reliable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soup is boring.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smacked his arm. He grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, okay. Fine. Soup is allowed.\" He rubbed his arm dramatically. \"My turn. Favorite animal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought about it. \"Maybe cats. Quiet. Independent. They don’t need anyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm.\" He nodded. \"I’m more of a dog person. Loud, loyal, always happy to see you.\" He looked at her sideways. \"We balance each other out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know what to say to that, so she looked at the fairy lights instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about you?\" she asked after a moment. \"If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dom hummed, tipping his head back to look at the sky. \"I’ve been a lot of places. Modeling takes you everywhere. But if I could pick...\" He paused. \"Somewhere quiet. Mountains, maybe. A cabin. Snow outside, warm fire inside. Just peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She watched his profile in the dim light. \"That sounds nice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It does.\" He turned to her. \"What about you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down at her hands. \"I used to want to see everything. Before...\" She stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t answer. 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