32 Vocalisation of Her Feelings

The girl stared at Adam's apple moving up and down with the deglutition of each spoonful of porridge. It threatened her cells to reach the threshold at the intent of action potential. Her husband looked hellishly handsome, and Lilian thanked God for the thousandth time to see him in a piece of cloth. To her mercy, he wasn't flashing his shiny body anymore or else, it would have been another disaster.

Outside the window, the sun was already setting down and exiting the day of sunshine. Lilian had successfully managed to convince the sick person to have at least a bowl of porridge and to take a rest from the heavy loads of work. At least for the end of this day! Of Course, it wasn't easy to talk but under the threat of his passionate mother, the task had evolved smoothly.

Currently, the lady was sitting in the raven-themed room of the estimated personality where her presence was strongly denied. Though her heart still palpitated while crossing the boundary of the door, the calm and non