My Police Husband

He was young, handsome, and sunny.

He asked me with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I..."

Before I could answer, my roommate, Stella Harris, shook her hand and said, "No, Ella is not okay. She was born with a head condition and it's sure to relapse now."

I was a bit confused.

"I don't have it."

"You do. You just forgot," Stella said, giving me a big wink.

I finally caught on and nodded belatedly.

"Yeah, I have a head condition."

Levi looked at Stella, then at me.

Then he took a paper and pen from the table. He wrote down a number and handed it to me. "The doctor said you're fine for now. If your head condition relapses, contact me. This is my number."

"Okay, thank you."

I awkwardly took the note.

After Levi left, Stella snatched the note from my hand and danced with excitement.

She was disappointed the next day.

Levi didn't accept her friend request.

He didn't accept it on the third or fourth day either.

Stella started to question Levi's orientation. Why else wouldn't he accept her request?

To test her theory, she secretly used my phone to send a friend request to Levi while I was in the shower.

Unexpectedly, Levi accepted it immediately.

Stella screamed and dragged me out of the bathroom, asking what was going on.

Looking at Levi's profile picture, I was also confused.

"Maybe he thought I was asking for medical expenses?"

That's the only possibility I could think of.

"How does he know it's you? You didn't write your name."

"I don't know."

Stella nudged my arm and urged. "Ask him why he didn't accept my friend request."

"Huh? Just ask directly?"

Stella nodded solemnly.

After editing it several times, I sent Levi a message: [Levi, why haven't you accepted my roommate's friend request?]

A moment later, Levi sent me the message: [Sorry, I don't add strangers on WhatsApp.]

Stella was heartbroken. She clutched her chest and gasped.

Curiously, I asked: [But I'm also a stranger.]

He replied: [I owed you before.]

I was about to say my head was fine when he sent another message: [Are you free this weekend?]

[Why?]

[I'll take you to get your head checked.]

[No need. My head is fine.]

[Just in case.]

Then he sent another message: [It's getting late. Go to bed early. Good night.]

"..."

I stopped typing halfway. I looked at the words "Good night," unsure if I should continue.

After some hesitation, I gave up.

Instead, I opened his Moments and found only some law-related posts and nothing personal.

He seemed to be a low-key person.

On the weekend, I met him as agreed.

It was just a check-up. I felt it was a bit unnecessary but wasn't embarrassed.

Until I saw Levi, my heart seemed to skip a beat.

He was tall. He had a clean demeanor, and the bright sun highlighted his handsome features.

He looked like a prince straight out of a manga.

At that moment, I regretted not taking Stella's advice to put on some makeup and wear a nicer dress before going out.