Taken off guard, Madeline found herself tugged into the shower by Jeremy. She ended up losing her balance and fell into the man’s arms who held her up in time.

Water droplets fell from the man’s wet hair, drenching her clothes. Madeline raised her hand to wipe her eyes but found her wrist being held.

“Did you want to shower with me?” Jeremy’s deep baritone drifted into her ears bewitchingly.

Madeline felt her heartstrings shake, not knowing if Jeremy had found out her true motive.

She looked up to stare at the expression he was wearing, but the falling droplets had her eyes constantly closed.

“I just wanted to wash my hands.” Madeline gave an excuse, feeling guilty.

“Is that so?” Jeremy lowered his voice. The raspiness of his deep voice ignited something within her. “If you’re going to wash your hands, you might as well wash the rest of you, hmm?”

“...”

Stunned, Madeline felt her cheeks grow warm.

They may have been married for many years now, but Madeline still felt shy at t