"Thank you, Xavier. You are such a good husband. You pamper me so much, taking care of my meals daily—" She said softly, expressing her happiness.
Xavier's hands, busy cleaning vegetables for her, suddenly stopped.
He turned off the water and pivoted to envelop her in his embrace, holding her tightly for a moment. The realization that Iris knew the Demon King struck fear in him for unknown reasons.
Xavier was well-acquainted with the Demon King; a mere glance from him could captivate any woman, thanks to his cunning nature. Xavier despised the fact that Iris was connected to such a person.
Now, Xavier became increasingly curious about his role in Iris' life in the middle realm. This question tormented his mind, and he needed to find an answer. However, his need seemed to wait longer because even Lucian, with his knowledge, couldn't provide the information he sought.
