At the Fujikawa mansion, the two main subjects of discussion remained blissfully unaware of the commotion they had stirred. Seated in the backyard, they enjoyed the crisp summer air, sipping iced tea and indulging in freshly sliced watermelon.
Since it was currently summer in Hokkaido, Haruka had enthusiastically suggested a swim in the pool, only to be met with two flat refusals.
Ethan, however, was secretly disappointed. A missed opportunity to see his wife in a bikini? Tragic.
Just the thought of it sent his imagination spiraling—her flawless, porcelain skin shimmering under the water, those long, slender legs, her curves accentuated by the fabric—
No, no! Bad Ethan.
"Lillie-chan~ are you sure you don't want to swim?" Haruka whined, pouting. "The water is so nice and refreshing! Come on, join me."
Yes, yes, wife. Listen to your friend.
