Jasmine nodded, "Uh-huh."

Hayson caressed her smooth legs, lost in thought, "Leave Zach be! Most of the company is in his hands already, so it's fine for me to come out and relax. Why the sudden concern about him, anyway? What are you scheming?"

Hayson was of a suspicious nature. In order to calm him, Jasmine pouted, "I was just telling you that he's here! Just in case you try to blame me for not telling you. Ugh, you're always suspecting everything..."

Hayson relaxed a little and kissed her on the neck, hugging her. "Alright, don't get upset. I'll bring you shopping tomorrow. You can buy whatever you want,"

"Oh my, what are the two of them whispering about? What can't we listen to?"

"What else could it be? Definitely some pillow talk."

"Hey, girl. Buy some supplements for the old man sometime."

This well-intentioned comment was usually said as a joke, but Hayson understood the implied meaning.

The wound on Madelyn's abdomen had already scabbed over, though it itched from time