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    No matter how much Sana tried to persuade her, Jessica ultimately refused to open a personal Twitter ount. She simply had no interest in engaging withizens.

    Brian wasn’t surprised by her choice, but he still asked, “Can I keep sharing our daily life? People seem to like it.” Mostly, he liked

    posting.

    Jessica nced up from her book, eyeing the camera in his hand. “Do whatever.” She didn’t see the appeal of recording mundane moments, but if it made Brian happy, she wouldn’t stop him, especially if it helped improve his mood.

    Delighted, Brian began filming everything–cooking for Jessica, her feeding him at the table, even her smiling at a child on their evening walk.

    asionally bored, Jessica skimmed through his footage. Most clips were trivial snippets of their routine. Since Brian often avoided capturing her full face, she gave up any concern and just let him do as he pleased.

    That night, after Jessica went to bed, Brian edited the day’s clips into bite–sized videos and uploaded them.

    Netizens swooned: [Please have mercy on us singles!]

    [I’m dying of envy!]

    [Does Ms. Grant know you post these?]

    [I regret encouraging him to learn video skills.]

    [Mr. Atkinson, you’re cruel.]

    [I want to fall in love. Where do I find a partner like them?]

    [Give up. The good ones are always taken anyway.]

    [He’s doing this on purpose.]

    [He’s showing off.]

    [Mr. Atkinson, do your employees know what kind of boss you really are?]

    [Didn’t you know? Mr. Atkinson is on leave right now.]

    [I’ve got the same due date as Ms. Grant, but I still have to go to work every day. I’m so tired.]

    (Hug you. Take care.]

    [I can’t sleep from stress. My dark circles are getting worse and worse. I envy Ms. Grant’s skin. What skincare does she use?]

    Brian, scrolling throughments, replied: [Try vitamins for stress. Jessi’s moisturizer is pregnancy–safe. Links here.]

    Netizens were stunned when Brian replied. [It’s really Mr. Atkinson!]

    [He readsments?]

    [What does Ms. Grant eat daily in her third trimester? Do twins need extra vitamins?]

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    [Any snack rmendations for morning sickness?]

    [What’s her hand cream brand?]

    [Besides that brand of water, what else does Ms. Grant drink? Which milk does she drink? Please drop the link.]

    Brian’s reply drew crowds of expectant mothers seeking advice.

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    Brian patiently answered each query, genuinely wanting to help those sharing Jessica’s journey or expecting Jessica’s preferences.

    Jessica lurked in thements, quietly amused by his uncharacteristic helpfulness. Back then, Brian would’ve ignored such questions.

    Her amusement faded as she noticed the product links he included. They reminded her of the mountains of unsolicited gifts cluttering their home and office. Even if she used them daily, she’d never finish them all, and epting freebies always left her

    uneasy.

    She texted Brian: [Run more giveaways. Use those gifts as prizes.]

    It was the perfect solution to clear the clutter and give brands their desired exposure.

    Brian replied, [Got it.]

    He loved this brilliant idea and soonunched the first giveaway, mostly maternity products.

    Netizens jumped in enthusiastically, flooding thements section with praise for his generosity.

    Encouraged, Brian beganunching daily giveaways alongside his tweets.

    Fans now had double the joy–swooning over Brissica moments and hoping to win free loot.

    On Friday, Brian apanied Jessica to her prenatal checkup, leaving no time for his usual social media updates.

    Netizens quickly noticed his absence. [Where’s today’s post?]

    [Where did he go? Is he finally taking a break from showing off?]

    [Mr. Atkinson, we’re waiting!]

    [cking off? Should we tattle to Ms. Grant?]

    [Update already!]

    In the car, Jessica scrolled through the flood ofments and burst outughing. “Brian, how does it feel to have an entire inte demanding your posts?”

    Brian nced at her amused expression and smiled, “Not bad. Kind of fun.”

    Jessica raised an eyebrow. i“/iYou’re not annoyed?”

    “Why would I be?” Brian kept his eyes on the road, voice warm. “Recording our life could never be a chore.” He would happily do it

    forever.

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    Jessica’s cheeks flushed. She thought, ‘Is that a love confession?‘

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    She quietly took a deep breath andposed herself. “Well, I’m not the one doing the work. But those fans won’t stop pestering. Better post today’s updateter.”

    Brian caught the fleeting softness in her tone before she retreated behind her phone. “iOf /icourse,” he agreed, though disappointment flickered in his eyes.

    He wondered, ‘Does she still not trust me? What else do I need to do?‘

    Jessica sensed something off in his voice but found no clues in his calm profile. She thought she was overthinking. “Just don’t overdo it,” she murmured, refocusing on Twitter.

    True to his word, Brian posted the moment they got home.

    The fans who had been anxiously waiting for an update were thrilled to see it appear. Soon, Brian was again drowning in questions, exactly where he wanted to be.

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