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 shower

a bad guy! You bully

said and bit his shoulder

didn't hurt, the bite tickled

off

teach the innocent girl

to get better under Zac's

her new environment and

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

her current favorite

in the villa had been filled with the pleasant

having the kitchen and not allowing anyone else

also allowed her to bake by herself once he confirmed that

served them to Zac, but she had never eaten

would just respond with

sweets in general, but he ate them since Sophie baked and served them to him herself,

relaxing as if they

every day, bracing themselves for the storm that may strike

swept the laptop off the