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 think we should shower together’ Zac

bad guy! You

his shoulder with her little white

it didn't hurt, the

off

innocent girl a lesson for giving him a hard

get better under Zac's meticulous

had gradually adapted to her new environment and became familiar

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

was her current

baked a 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 another, which was

allowing anyone else to help her prepare

had also allowed her to bake by herself once he confirmed that

served them to Zac, but she had never eaten any of

she would

in general, but he ate them since Sophie baked and served them

were too serene and relaxing as if they truly convinced

instead of happiness, Zac's staff remained vigilant every day, bracing themselves for the storm that may

Zac swept the laptop off the desk and onto