The Diary Of My Dead Wife

Zac saw her frightened expression so he stopped at the last minute.

Despite the fact that his clothes were drenched at the moment, he scooped her up and pressed her against the wall.

Her slender legs were clung to his waist.

She was terrified and didn't dare to let go, she only focused on his body.

She didn't understand why her body felt weak like her energy had been taken away by him in the lingering kiss.

"Sophie don't be afraid......I love you, I love you..."

Zac murmured in her ear as he caressed her back with his hand.

Sophie gradually calmed down, but he was still left aroused.

"Sophie, this is all your fault, now you have to help me!" Zac said mischievously.

"I didn't!" Sophie exclaimed.

Although she doesn't know what happened to him, she really didn't do anything.

She was really confused.

wet, so I think we should shower together’ Zac

bad guy! You bully

his shoulder

didn't hurt,

took off

girl a lesson for giving

to get

to her new environment

piano, visited the greenhouse to chat with

her current favorite

and the air in the villa had been filled with the pleasant aroma of cookies being baked one after another,

allowing anyone else to help her prepare

allowed her to bake by herself once he confirmed that she would not be harmed

served them to Zac, but she had

would just

enjoy sweets in general, but he ate them since Sophie baked and served them to him herself, even if they were honey

were too serene and relaxing as if they truly convinced people that happiness

every day, bracing

off the desk and onto