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.

so I

bad guy!

bit his shoulder with

hurt, the bite tickled

took off

the innocent girl

to get better under Zac's meticulous

new environment and became familiar with

played the piano, visited the greenhouse to chat with the flowers and plants, and baked cookies in

her current favorite

been filled with the pleasant aroma of cookies being baked one after another, which was extremely

allowing anyone else to help

he

served them to Zac,

asked why she would just

didn't enjoy sweets in general, but he ate them since Sophie baked and served them to him herself, even if they were honey laced with food

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

day, bracing

off