Chapter 71

Maeve POV

“Oh, look, there are the newlywed couples,” my father said as we entered the dining room. I blushed, staring at Malcolm.

“Stop, father,” I said, waving my hands at him. Father looked at both of us, his brown eyes beaming. You could feel his happiness and the glow on his face.

“There were so many banging last night; are you two sex starved?” my father asked. I chuckled, looking at Malcolm. Oh, there was a lot of banging, but I banged Ario, not Malcom, and he was banging his lover, and they went on for hours. Her loud moans irritated me, and I couldn’t sleep. He rolled his eyes at me as I glared at him.

“Yes, he couldn’t get enough of me last night,” I said, going to my seat. Malcolm laughed, as he could sense my sarcasm, but my father was just too happy to sense anything. I serve him and serve myself.

“Oh, performing Wifey duties already,” the father said, smiling widely. I chuckled, eating a grape.

“Father, if you continue with the smile, I’m afraid your cheeks will start hu