With a torrent of mixed feelings in her heart, Ivy stared at him blankly, unable to find a suitable word to say for a moment.
This made Michael panic a little, so he quickly raised his hand and swore, "Wife, I swear, every word I say is true. If I deceive you, let..."
Before Ivy could cover his mouth, the latter half of his oath blurted out, "Let my penis fail me for the rest of my life and be devoid of sexual pleasure!"
Ivy: "..."
What a big oath!
Such serious consequences, yet for some reason Ivy felt like she was the one at a loss!
"Pfft!" Eventually, Ivy couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Michael Gordon, what kind of ridiculous oath is that? If your penis fails, it's me who will be devoid of pleasure, not you. How would you even know what sexual pleasure is if you can't get it up?"
This man really could say anything without fear of embarrassment!
Michael: "..."
