Mia Garcia knew exactly what was on her mind, and Harry Collins was well aware of it.
"Mia, you're tired today too. Just wash up and go to bed early, don't work so hard," Harry Collins said, his words of concern devoid of any actual feeling.
Mia Garcia responded with a smile, saying, "Serving my husband, no matter how tired, doesn't tire me; I'm willing to do this."
As she spoke, her hands kneaded, quickly growing restless, yearning to slip under his clothes. However, before her hand could touch his bare skin, Harry Collins grasped it.
"No need!" Harry Collins stated bluntly.
Even Mia Garcia, as dull as she might be, could sense something was wrong.
She looked at Harry Collins with confusion, saying, "Husband, is there something about me that displeases you?"
"Don't overthink it, there's nothing you've done to displease me," Harry Collins responded indifferently.
