Chapter 126: It's his retribution

Diana had undone a few buttons on her teddy bear pajamas, revealing her smooth and fair shoulders and a seductive collarbone. If he looked down, he could even catch a glimpse of tantalizing curves.

A lump formed in John's throat.

He recalled how she looked in that dress tonight.

That was the moment he realized she was no longer the "little" girl he remembered.

"You're done?"

Diana lifted her head and glanced at him.

"Yeah."

John didn't say anything and walked over, sitting by her bedside.

"What are you looking at?"

"Comics."

Diana put the book away and looked at his damp hair, suddenly smiling mischievously. "Your hair is still wet. Let me blow-dry it for you."

"You're not angry anymore?"

John's eyes flickered slightly, surprised.

But then Diana hurriedly dashed to the bathroom, bringing out her own hairdryer and positioned herself in front of him.

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