Kenric glanced at Gizelle briefly then shook her head slowly. "What kind of bullshit is that? We have not been married in a week, how could I be afraid of losing you? Who do you think you are, huh? I look like I care and make sure you are okay just to look good in Mommy's eyes when she sees us on camera supervisor."
Really damn! Gizelle should not have said things that actually treated her. She cursed herself.
Kenric checked Gizelle's thigh again on the other leg. But it made the wife's brain wander. Seeing her husband's face, who was focused on examining the wound, sent a strange thumping in her heart.
Kenric's naughty hands now go up to Gizelle's waist and back until Kenric's face is very close to Gizelle's face.
Again, their eyes met. A faint smile etched on Kenric's face as if he knew what was on his wife's mind right now.
Using his finger, Kenric touched Gizelle's chin, moving it left and right to examine the small scratches on the pretty face.
