Addicted to His Wife

ompletely cleared, or the woman's gaze was too hot. In the open kitchen,

woman who had looked dumbfounded, a

cial expression and she awkwardly rubbed he

noble as a king, would naturally not be able to do such a thing him

ally when his gaze fell on the overly stereotypical old

that it would af

a disdainful expression, Simon coldly dropped a sentence and tur

e the kitchen with no intention of moving, staring fixedly a

the quiet and empty house with a distinct threat, "You can

recognized th

lothes, and in her mind, two little men were struggling "y

ned, " the first room on th

ell him that she didn't have any clothes, but thinking of that man's icy face, she

like woman, but the corners of h

o put him in a good mood,

ven the act of washing the steaks a

house was whole white with only a small amount of black dotting the large ho

econd floor, and underneath the stairs was a small bar

e secretly looking a

lion dollars. And other items in the villa, such as the paintings below, you could know they were drawn by painting masters at t

dare to wander casually. She had heard about the story of Pandora'

y pushed open the door and enter

ondering if she had just had a problem with her ears and mish

hat the room belonged t

m and found it locked as if that was the only

on had been completely stifled in its cradle

t seemingly belonged to Simo

ck trousers, white shirts, and a ne

e were so distinct

she looked at the rows of white shi

oming from a distance so

cast a long shad

room, and at a glance, he saw the woman who wa

white fingers hesitantly froze in the front of a shirt,

fter seeing he was completely ignored by Sophie, he c