Claudia still acted arrogantly and tried to reach the buttons on her lower back. If Harry had helped, maybe before traveling, they would have done quite a long exercise while in the room. Claudia's cheeks turned redder because in her heart she kept grumbling and wanted Harry not to take the initiative to help her.
Harry's patience was almost running out when he saw his wife trying to reach the buttons on her lower back. He got up from the sofa then walked over to his wife who was like a child.
"Why don't you ask me for help?"
"Because… I can do it myself."
"Are you sure you can? How long do I have to wait?"
"But-"
"Even though I can help you make it faster." Harry fastened the buttons on his wife's dress nimbly as he walked backwards.
