Being his wife wasn't in her plan before, but now it was way too late to return. She loved his attention, she could be both her cold and hot self—the freedom she wished for, he had given that one thing she wanted. Now, after such a passionate night, the deed to fulfill her role as his wife, she became the clingiest woman she could be—arms around his neck, body colliding with his. With her face right in front of his, she whispered in such a gentle tone.

"You worked so hard again today... I love you.♡"