Amber’s brows tightened as she tried standing again. This time the room didn't tilt to the side. Her eyes narrowed on the manacle and chain and then at Yuri. “Is this how you treat your wife? First, you hit me, then kidnapped me, molest me, and now you chain me to your bed?” Amber crossed her arms and forced herself to remain calm. Deep down, she was terrified of what happened. But she was smart enough to know she would live longer with honey.Yuri remained on the bed. He dissected what she said. When did he molest her? His finger came up as he spoke. “When did I molest you?”“You kissed me!” Amber snapped before regaining her composure yet again.“Oh, in that case,” Yuri stood beside her. “Yes, I did hit you, but in my defense, I needed to get you out of the lab fast and without complications. Can we really call this a kidnapping? I did not molest you. In fact, you enjoyed the kiss and returned it, which proves my point about you being my wife, though you can't rememb
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