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.

is wet, so I

you're a bad guy! You bully

bit his shoulder with

didn't hurt,

took off his

innocent girl a lesson for giving him a

health continued to get better under Zac's meticulous

her new environment and became familiar with the maids

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

was her current favorite

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

and not allowing anyone else to

bake by herself once he confirmed that she would not be

to Zac, but she had never eaten any of

asked why she would

since Sophie baked and served them to him herself, even if they were

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

of happiness, Zac's staff remained vigilant every day, bracing themselves

laptop off