Son-In-Law Madness

Donald was all worried and immediately stood on the chair when he heard Jennifer going into the next room.

Amused by the panicky look on his face, Hannah leaned into his ear and whispered, “I never thought you'll be scared.”

F*ck! This temptress!

Donald was already nervous with Hannah standing in front of him, clad only in undergarment.

Her leaning into his ear to whisper in his ear had him sweating bullets.

The pleasant scent of her body and the heat of her breath fanned his ear, making his heart pump faster.

“Don't...”

With a bitter smile, he said, “Help me out just this once, and I'll promise you anything.”

Hannah cast an amused look at him. “Anything?”

Donald instantly nodded his head.

Do I even dare to negotiate under such circumstances?

After a brief hesitation, the blush on Hannah's cheeks darkened.

She took a step back, then moved her hands away from her chest. “Are they pretty?” she asked, with a come-hither look.

Blood started flowing from Donald's nose at the explicit image.

F*ck! What is she doing?

Even though Hannah was shy, she kept her gaze firm at Donald's eyes, adamant about getting an answer from him.

Hannah had always bore a crush toward Donald.

However, she never had a place in his mind or his heart because they were filled with Jennifer.

It was different that day, though.

Hannah might've said the visit to Pollerton was for a mission, but she actually wanted to find a chance to get closer to Donald.

She didn't expect to receive his call or that he would squeeze into the changing room she was in from Jennifer's sudden visit. Is he for real?

Donald had been apathetic toward everything she did. In fact, he was the one who called all the shots, blocking Hannah's every attempt to burrow into his heart.

Yet, at that moment, the tables had turned. She was the one in control. Determined to seize the rare opportunity, she wanted to leave an indelible impression of her in his mind.

What else other than a woman's perfect body would leave a deep impression in a man's mind?

Hannah comprehended that notion well. Thus, she pulled out all the stops and showed Donald her beauty. She needed confirmation from Donald.

Gulp!

Donald swallowed a mouthful of saliva before nodding with difficulty.

“Yes, they are.”

Hannah flashed him a sweet smile at his confirmation.

“Ms. Nixon, are you done changing?”