Back in their room, Nathalia pouted her lips and muttered, "Doesn't your dad know how to please women very well, huh? Why didn't he know how to talk to mum?"
They said he had lots of women, and all of them adored him, so he should know how to please them.
Lying on the bed, his brows knitted, Spencer commented, "He's always been like that." He sounded gloomy and troubled. It seems there are many secrets behind it. I wonder what's more to be found out?
He heaved a sigh, thinking about the memories of his parents when he was little. Nathalia crawled into the bed and lay down next to Spencer, with his arm as a pillow. "Pardon?"
The comforting warmth, as well as the pleasant smell of her body, brought a sense of security to him. He wrapped his arms around her. "Do you think he needs to please women?"
"Huh?" Nathalia gave it a little thought and shook her head. "Hmm, I see."
