Chapter 111 Can We Come Back From The Cocktail Party
- I asked with a frown on my face as I held Zain’s hand, sensing that his handsome face was sinking and I tugged on his hand petulantly and shook it, “Okay?”
- “Do I have to use a strong one?” Zain’s long, slender fingers moved away from the buttoned edge of my blouse, “You’ve always been such a spoilsport since the baby was born.”
- He turned around and said with his back to me.