Chapter 89. Wife, you are Machiavellian
Lia swallowed thickly, not even in her best dreams did her husband look so beautiful, she wanted to get angry, to yell at him, to throw him out, however, her willpower was not strong enough.
″What am I doing here? ″he raised his eyebrows with a mocking expression. This is my room and my bathroom, the question would be what are you doing here, are you trying to seduce me? ″He smiled with a half smile and a hint of mischief on his face that made Leah's stomach cringe and sent a tingle through her