Ronan turned around immediately to answer her question which had utter confusion in it.
'Oh shit!'
The mafia king gasped sharply, he could not exhale the air due to Renna's words, which had stuck in his throat as he slowly turned around to face her.
The sight itself was worth a watch, the terrifying man who used to boss people around and had the whole European mafia clans under his thumb; Ronan Ross found it hard to blurt out the truth to his wife, who was staring at him with suspicion creased on her face.
"Err, you were unconscious for one whole day, that I had to take care of your burnt body. Well, if you are going to ask what had happened at the poolside, then I must tell you it was because of some unknown chemicals."
The mafia king opened the door ajar and crept his one foot out as if he was about to dash out of the room like a thief.
"AND if you are going to ask me about your clothes then...Ihadtodoit."
