Chapter 52

Gulping that boiled ginger was indeed a struggle, nothing near tasty.

She sat on the crimson red couch facing the fireplace, enjoying some cookies, her husband joined her shortly after changing into comfortable pants leaving his upper body bare, and that's the one thing Wren still couldn't get used to.

"You don't have to worry about anything." he spoke getting comfortable on the couch, his huge body made it look small even though it wasn't.

"I can't." she whispered putting the plate of cookies on the side table.

"Say the word and you will never see them again." he spoke now turning his gaze towards her.

"I don't like them, but let's wait until my grandparent's arrival." she spoke locking eyes with him.

Sometimes, she has this urge of admiring him but that fades away as quick as it comes, since she knows very well that he is a merciless monster.

"I know i can't stop you from overthinking about this topic, but know that you will always find me behind you if anything goes wrong." he conf