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.

body is wet, so I think we should shower together’ Zac

you're a bad guy! You

his shoulder with her

didn't hurt,

took off

to teach the innocent girl a lesson for giving him a hard

health continued to get better under

her new environment and became

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

was her

variety of cookies practically every day, and the air in the villa had been filled with the pleasant aroma of cookies being baked one after

the kitchen and not allowing anyone else to help her prepare

once he confirmed that

and served them to Zac, but

she would just respond with a

and served them to him herself, even if they were honey laced with

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

every day, bracing themselves for

the laptop off the