Chapter 379

It was after 10:00 am at Sparrow Residence. December mornings were chilly, but the sun was like a rising crimson fireball, melting the frost away with its warm light.

Lucille snuggled into a deep slumber in the warm bed, showing no signs of waking up. Suddenly, she felt breathless as the air in her lungs thinned, as if a large rock was pressing on her body, squeezing the air out of her.

She moaned as she woke up in a daze. A slightly cold tongue slid into her mouth, snatching away her remaining breath.

Feeling out of breath, Lucille opened her tired eyes and was met with a blurry yet handsome face.

She wanted to push him away but found her arms weak, as though they were the arms of an inflatable tube man.

Suddenly, the scenes from last night's passionate and intimate moments flashed through her mind.

Lucille had no idea when she'd fallen asleep. She only remembered getting carried into the bathroom to clean up in a semi-conscious state.

Yet, her cold and aloof husband, Sp