Anna was stunned.
She looked at her husband, who was holding her tightly and felt rather helpless.
Even though Anna knew that Dylan had strong possessiveness, but Anna often felt that he was such a brat. But she would indulge him. Because she herself knew very well that if there was someone who would be coveting Dylan, she herself might not be so much better.
He's hers.
She would not allow any thieving cat to come and covet her husband.
If they dared to stretch their claw, then they had to be prepared to face her claws because she would not let them off easily.
"How can it be?" Anna answered Dylan's question and raised her hand to rub his head. "I can't possibly not want you."
"Really?" Dylan turned Anna around so that the two of them could see each other's face. He was pursing his lips and looked at Anna with his big eyes like how he used to do.
