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.

I think we should shower

a bad guy! You

bit his shoulder

it didn't hurt, the bite

off

teach the innocent girl a lesson for giving him a hard

continued to get better under Zac's

new environment and became familiar with the maids

Zac was away, she played the piano, visited the greenhouse to chat with the flowers and

was her current favorite

baked a variety of cookies practically every day, and the air in the villa had been filled with the

enjoyed having the kitchen and not allowing anyone else to help her prepare

to bake by herself once he confirmed

to Zac, but she had never

why she would just respond with

ate them since Sophie baked and served them to

if

Zac's staff remained vigilant every day, bracing themselves for the storm that may strike without

laptop off