Sweet and Blessed: Five Husbands Kiss Her Waist

Lu Xia arrived at the identity registration window in the government affairs hall and submitted her and Graces’s documents. The staff member inside took them, glanced through them, and then looked up at Graces in surprise.

’He was secretly shocked. How on earth did this man manage to go from being a husband to a main husband?’

’Once a husband’s status was confirmed, it was practically a dead end. There had never been a case of a husband being promoted to a main husband—no, they had never even been promoted to a secondary husband.’

’It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call this a miracle.’

Afraid he had made a mistake, the staff member respectfully asked Lu Xia for confirmation, "You just said you want to promote him to main husband, is that correct?"

’He wasn’t hearing things or imagining it, was he?’

"Yes, that’s right. Is there a problem?" Lu Xia frowned, assuming his question meant there was an issue. She tried to recall if they had brought all the correct documents or if anything was missing.

"No, no problem. I’ll process it for you two right away. Please wait a moment," the staff member said quickly before returning to his seat to begin. Inside, however, he was utterly shocked. He couldn’t wait for it all to be over so he could tell his friends about this. If he hadn’t experienced it firsthand, he never would have believed a Female Master would promote a husband to a main husband. ’I really want to know what this Female Master is thinking!’

’Could it be that this Female Master is being threatened?’

As he thought this, he couldn’t help but take a good look at Lu Xia outside the window. Her expression was normal, showing no signs of being threatened, which made the situation seem even more unbelievable.

Just then, the sound of sobbing and crying came from not far away. "Mandela, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have been so jealous, and I definitely shouldn’t have stopped you from taking other husbands! Can’t I change? Please don’t revoke my status as your main husband!"

The voice sounded strangely familiar. Lu Xia followed the sound with her eyes and saw Hugheska trailing behind a female, sobbing and pleading.

The scene attracted the attention of many people in the hall, but they mostly just watched. No one approached to ask about the situation.

After all, things like this were quite normal here.

Even a male who had become a main husband could have his status revoked. A male’s fate was never truly in his own hands.

The female called Mandela was clearly growing impatient with the crying and shouting. "Shut your mouth, Hugheska! If you make another sound, it won’t be as simple as revoking your main husband status and demoting you to a secondary husband. I’ll turn you directly into the kind of husband you’ve always looked down upon."

"No, Mandela, you can’t do this to me! I’m from the Leslie Duke Mansion, and I’m a Gene Fusion Expert! You can’t humiliate me like this! My mother wouldn’t approve of you doing this."

"Trying to use Duke Leslie to pressure me, are you? Fine. If you’re not happy staying with me, we can terminate our relationship at any time. I don’t think you need to bother being my secondary husband or husband; let’s just end our relationship completely. You can go home. My humble abode isn’t fit for someone of your stature. That way, I’m sure Duke Leslie will understand, too."

"Mandela, I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! Can’t you forgive me just this once?"

"Enough. Stop talking. I told you to shut up, don’t you understand?"

Their argument was so loud that Lu Xia and Graces, despite not being particularly close, could hear every word.

Neither of them had expected to witness such a scene by coincidence. The man involved wasn’t a stranger, either; he was Graces’s own full-blooded brother.

Graces had gone from a husband to a main husband, while Hugheska—who had once looked down on him and took pride in being a main husband—was now facing a demotion, or even the termination of his relationship.

It was truly ironic.

"Congratulations, you two. The paperwork is all processed. As of today, Mr. Graces is officially your main husband. I wish you a happy life together. You can pick up the main husband handbook over here."

Graces reached out, took the documents from the staff member, and nodded. "Thank you."

"You’re welcome." As the staff member replied, his eyes were filled with admiration for Graces.

’Now this was a role model all their fellow males should learn from.’

He didn’t know Lu Xia and Graces’s social standing, but that didn’t stop him from being impressed by Graces’s promotion from a husband to a main husband.

It was a stark contrast to the male across the hall, who was begging his Female Master not to abandon him.

Before they left, Graces said to Lu Xia, "Wait a moment. I’m going to get the main husband handbook."

Lu Xia was surprised he actually needed something like that, but she didn’t stop him. She just smiled and nodded. "Go ahead."

Unexpectedly, however, as the two walked over, they were spotted by Hugheska and Mandela.

More specifically, they noticed the main husband handbook Graces had just picked up. Its distinctive red cover was hard to miss.

Hugheska’s eyes, red and swollen from crying, widened abruptly. "Impossible! Graces, you’re just a husband! What are you doing with a main husband handbook?"

His voice was shrill, as if Graces’s act of picking up the handbook had inflicted a deep wound on him.

Lu Xia frowned. ’This guy really isn’t worthy of any sympathy.’ "He’s my main husband now," she said. "Is there some reason he shouldn’t have one?"

"What?" Hugheska’s pupils constricted as he stared at Lu Xia in utter shock. "How is that possible? How could you promote him to main husband? Don’t you have any other suitable candidates?"

"And why couldn’t I? Graces is from the Leslie Duke Mansion, a Major General in the First Military District, a holder of a High level Beast Blood Gene, and he has a high level gene fusion degree. Each of these things is enough to prove his excellence. Why would a man like that not be qualified to be my main husband? Besides," Lu Xia added, a satisfied smile spreading across her face, "he also has a tolerant heart." Her smile suggested that there was no one in the world more suitable than Graces to be her main husband.

That smile practically seared Hugheska’s eyes.

He couldn’t bring himself to believe that the worthless brother he had always looked down on and humiliated had not only become a Gene Fusion Expert but had also been promoted from a husband to a main husband—and all during his own most pathetic moment.

"Congratulations. Graces is indeed outstanding." Mandela had no direct conflict with Lu Xia, so she offered her congratulations with a natural smile. However, when she turned to Hugheska, his face twisted with jealousy, she was disgusted. "You’re both males from the Leslie Duke Mansion. How can you be so much worse than Graces? Forget it. Let’s just terminate our relationship. I can’t stand to look at your face for another second. I won’t linger for pleasantries; I’m in a hurry to get my own business handled. But," she added to Lu Xia, "if you hold a public banquet for your main husband, remember to send me an invitation. I’d like to attend."

"I will. And I hope everything goes smoothly for you today as well." It wasn’t that Lu Xia wanted to kick a man while he was down; Hugheska’s vile expression was simply that repulsive.