Olivia Jenkins's faintly curled eyelashes fluttered, and she coldly ordered, "Get out!"
After casting an inscrutable glance at Olivia, Daniel Marshall laid down, his arms around Olivia's waist. "Honey, I'm tired!"
"Daniel, don't act cute with me, because it won't work. Enough, and stop pretending."
"Shush... you're so noisy!"
Olivia Jenkins sneered in annoyance and the next second, forcefully gripped Daniel's hand, attempting to pull it away.
But within a blink of an eye, Daniel had firmly caught hold of Olivia's hands.
A little more force from Daniel, Olivia tumbled into his arms.
Bad boyishly, Daniel gazed at Olivia, a teasing smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Honey, the doctor advised you to take a good rest, and as your husband, it's my right to monitor you."
"Daniel, you're such a damned prick! What's more, you are utterly shameless!"
Daniel asserted seriously, "I'm truly doing this for your own good."
"Let go!"
