"Mhmm~"
Stretching out my arms, I opened my sleepy eyes and looked around with a blurry gaze.
Ah, I slept out on my lawn today.
Well, I couldn't blame myself. I was way too exhausted for it to be comfortable at my age.
Wait, why am I sounding like an old man? I am just 45! Yes, I'm way too handsome and young to be old right now.
Grinning at my own narcissism, I got up from my lawn chair and headed inside the mansion.
The servants bowed their heads as I made my way to the hallway. In the lavishly large and opulent drawing room, I saw a beautiful black-haired girl sitting on a luxurious sofa.
In her slender hands nestled a fictional novel, her shiny emerald eyes fixated on its open pages.
My wife had always liked reading novels but I never understood the appeal. I don't even know how people can read something with no pictures in it.
Sneaking around the sofa, I arrived behind her and hugged her tightly.
