Your jealousy wife

Davino was relieved because his wife could accompany him tonight, even though he had appeared uncertain and unsure of what he wanted to do earlier.

While his connection with his wife was improving, he couldn't ignore Sarah and be unconcerned because being married made him unable to make arbitrary decisions.

He clutched his wife's hand tightly, periodically pulling her hand away and kissing her lightly on the lips, only to relieve the fear that gripped his heart.

Safira cast a quick peek at her husband's face, making their gazes meet. "What's wrong?" she said when she saw a change in her husband's expression.

"I assumed you'd be upset and annoyed with me, but it turns out you're accompanying me like this now," he shook his head. He said.

Her husband's words made her smile a little. "Why do you look so embarrassed?" She shifted her seat so she could see her husband's face.

"You escorted me away from vexing university activities; isn't it my responsibility to follow my spouse on weekend