Book : Chapter 65-Mischievous

Aldrin gave the woman a kiss on the forehead before opening the door. It was still too early for his parents to wake up, so he had the courage to do something naughty in the kitchen.

Clara’s cheeks almost turned red as she rearranged the foods she cooked. Even though no one saw them, she was still ashamed of herself. She gave in to Aldrin so quickly that she didn't even think about the place or the situation. She stared at the man, and he looked as if nothing had happened. Only now did she notice that the white shirt he was wearing was almost wet with sweat. His hair is also a mess, and his proud masculinity is still swelling.

“Stop staring.” Aldrin scolded the woman coldly.

The shame she felt because of the man’s insolence has diminished. She didn’t know why he was angry with her. But even when he is angry, he cannot tolerate or reject her. She approached him and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue.

Aldrin sighed, and the anger he felt lessened when the woman was like thi