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.

my body is wet, so I think we should

you're a bad guy! You bully

his shoulder with her little white

hurt, the bite tickled

took off

girl a lesson for giving him

continued to get better under Zac's

had gradually adapted to her new environment

she played the piano, visited the greenhouse to chat with the flowers

her current favorite

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

and not allowing anyone else

once he confirmed

every day and served them to Zac, but she had never eaten any

asked why she would just respond

but he ate them since Sophie baked and served them

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

day, bracing themselves for the storm that

laptop off the desk and