Chapter 47

Jessamine straightened her shirt collar, placing her hands on his chest.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll help you run a bath," she said.

But Thaddeus held her close and didn't let go.

"I'm not talking nonsense. I know your body. Did you secretly go for surgery behind my back?" he questioned.

The conversation was getting more absurd. Jessamine couldn't forget the "flat wooden plank" comment he made last time.

"Thaddeus, take a good look. I'm not flat! I didn't have surgery. They're soft!" she exclaimed.

Thaddeus suddenly chuckled.

"I'll need to check that for myself. Maybe during the time you didn't let me touch you, you secretly added something inside. Also, my cock is not a fucking bird's eye chili. You can confirm it yourself," Thaddeus bragged.

Jessamine blushed as though she was the drunk one. The atmosphere was becoming strange. She averted her gaze and couldn't meet his eyes. At this moment, he seemed like a bewitching demon to her.

She knew her self-control wasn't that stron