"Husband!"
Unconsciously, her form of address had shifted from calling him by his full name, Luis, to the natural and intimate term, "husband."
Reading about Anglo's successful revenge and experiencing today's dramatic rescue where he played the hero saving the beauty, every single moment had subtly worked its influence on her heart.
In fact, deep down, she even cherished and felt grateful for the first time Luis had taken her by force. Without that encounter, none of the wonderful things that followed would ever have happened.
"What's wrong?"
Luis lay there comfortably, watching television with a bored expression.
"Your clothes are completely soaked. Aren't you going to take a bath?"
Deewa asked him in a gentle, caring voice.
Fanga immediately picked up the clothes and said softly, "Let me wash them. A quick wash, then hang them up, and they'll be dry by morning…"
"Ding…"
Just then, an extremely familiar notification sound rang out inside his mind.
