Chapter 486
Serenity climbed into his bed and lay down comfortably, saying, “I‘ve only slept in your bed once, but I feel like it‘s particularly warm. Maybe it‘s my imagination.”
She pulled the quilt up to cover herself and smiled. “Good night, Zachary.”
Zachary‘s dark eyes flashed. He stared at her for a long time before suddenly lifting the quilt off her and was about to pin her down.
However, she sat up and removed herself from the bed at once. She put on her slippers and left.
“Serenity.”
Zachary reached out to pull her back.
“I, uh–I need to use the bathroom.”
Aunt Flo might have come to ruin the atmosphere.
The man did not understand. “There‘s a bathroom in my room.”
“Your bathroom doesn‘t have what I need. I‘ll come back to sleep in your bed after I use the bathroom, but I won‘t be able to sleep with you for a while.”
Serenity pinched his face regretfully. “Fatten up a little.”
how slow Zachary was, he finally understood and slowly let go of his hand, letting
Zachary had his back to her while hugging a pillow with both
hesitated and thought, ‘Should I sleep in a
back and
around to
going to let me
Huh?
her tracks and turned to look at the man who was
afraid you‘ll have a hard time
better than
afraid of being tormented, she did
returned to Zachary‘s side, lifting the quilt
me that look. You look like a moping
“I‘m a man.”
“Fine, a moping man.”
leaned in and kissed her fiercely before he felt
his wife, he asked in a low and husky voice, “How many
“Seven plus three.”
“That long?”
“I cherish my body. If you don‘t want to wait, we‘ll continue to sleep in separate rooms.”
It was not appropriate to do anything right after Aunt Flo left.
Her body was hers. She would not harm her body for the sake of his pleasure.
Zachary held her tightly. “Don‘t make it sound like I‘m a beast. Go to sleep. You have to work tomorrow.”
He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Good night.”
“Good night.”
Serenity adjusted her sleeping position and soon fell asleep peacefully.
Meanwhile, in the Stone family‘s villa.
Audrey sat on the bed, holding an old yellow photo she had kept for decades. As she looked at her sister in the photo and thought that the latter might no longer be alive, her eyes started to redden again.
A large hand reached out and took the photo from her hands.
“You‘ve been staring at it all day. You refuse to eat and drink, and not even speak. Are you trying to worry me to death?”
Darrell was feeling distressed as he handed a tissue to his wife. “It‘s yet to be determined, but you‘re already crying. Maybe it‘s not true this time either.”
The DNA test was not carried out yet, so it was still up in the air if Hunt sisters were truly his sister-in-law‘s daughters.
