To that man's answer, Lilia didn't doubt it.
She took Jean back to their bed. That night, they stayed at the private villa.
Perhaps the news that Mike wanted to marry Leila was too shocking.
When Lilia was trying to sleep, she kept changing positions while closing her eyes. It was difficult to sleep.
She dragged her cell phone from under her pillow and looked at the time. It was almost 1 AM.
A sigh came from behind her. Lilia was shocked as she pressed the cell phone's screen against her chest, turned around and looked at her side. "Did I wake you up?"
"Not!" The man put his strong arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
Lilia was defeated by the force, her face buried in his chest. "Perhaps I've slept for too long earlier."
Jean didn't speak, he leaned back slightly then stared at his wife. "Still thinking about Mike?"
Lilia lifted her gaze, her mouth scrunched up and she nodded slowly.
