138: The Real Husband

Chapter 138: The Real Husband**

Davis headed towards Hanna's annex. He didn’t knock on the door or ring the bell. Liara, with her cunning, had already given him a copy of the key. Now, he found himself inside the annex, a place that seemed deserted. It was already ten o’clock at night, and Hanna and Lory were surely already asleep.

With silent steps, he climbed the stairs. It was as if a ghost slid over the steps, leaving no trace of his presence. Driven by an insatiable curiosity, Davis opened each door subtly, searching for Hanna.

When he reached her room, his eyes lit up as he saw her sleeping serenely in bed. Hanna was lying on her side, facing the door. Her wavy hair was spread across the pillow, while her arms hugged her body, seeking warmth from the cold night. The window was open, and the curtain fluttered in the wind, allowing the cold air to enter the room.

Davis cautiously approached, analyzing every detail of Hanna's face. Her beauty fascinated him, and he couldn’t help bu