Zephyr asked Neil to stay with him. Neil pretended to be shy but instantly brought his bags and moved into the villa.

The two men were sitting on the carpet, drinking, while Cordelia was on the couch listening to prenatal music.

It was Tchaikovsky’s symphony that was playing on the vinyl player. The grand music was elegant and lively.

However, Neil was frowning. He was thinking about the square.

The nomads did not have proper musical instruments. They could not play symphonies.

However, the tambourine and guitar turned the big square into a party. It was eye-opening.

He wondered what the girl would look like when she danced in a dress.

Her voice was like a nightingale—she could definitely sing well.

Then men would surround her…

Neil felt a squeeze in his heart. He pinched the wine glass until his joints paled.

“What are you doing?” Zephyr reminded him. “It’s your turn to play!”

saw his mocking smile when he snapped back to his senses. He did not have to play, and he

He tossed the cards like

locked eyes with

he was thinking

check on her if you can’t let go!” Cordelia smiled. “You

and then looked at Zephyr. “Are you not controlling

sit next to her directly and nodded in all seriousness. “My wife is

not stay

mad. “You’re a

latter shook his

down the wine glass and teased him.

my wife’s slave, it’s better than someone not having a

right, hubby!” Cordelia squeezed his face and

gently and kissed her hair. “My wife

eyes. He could no longer sit here for another second

never had to shoot such a cringy scene

hold back and laughed out

that the dresses aren’t ruined. The fashion show is tomorrow. She must be given the biggest credit! Here!”Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updates…

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