With a swift fling of her hand, Vania shut the door and locked it. She did it with such skill and grace, and there was not a smidge of hesitation in her actions.
Seeing the tightly shut door, Vania clapped her hands gleefully. Then, she purred to Hanson, who was standing outside. "Oh, Great President Luke, I'm afraid you'll have to wait outside for a while. Oh, right, if you can't wait that long, you can go sleep in the guest room."
Obviously, she had no desire to open the door for Hanson tonight.
Meanwhile, Hanson, who was shut out, stared at the door in front of him in shock. He was pushed out by Vania? Just like that, without any warning?
This is too sudden!
Hanson rubbed his nose because he never thought that he would come to this one day. In an attempt to salvage the situation, he reached out and pushed at the door, but just as expected, he was already locked out of the room.
By the looks of it, he would have to spend quite some energy if he wanted to go back in.
Just then, the six babies passed by Hanson in a leisurely manner, wearing sneering expressions.
Daddy is finally chased out by Mommy, they thought gleefully, Serves him right for bullying Mommy.
"Daddy, are you rethinking your life choices?" the six boys asked smilingly.
Hanson was at a loss for words. Fine, even the children are making fun of me.
He was already plotting his revenge. Tonight, he would make sure Vania experienced the consequences of bullying her own husband.
Hanson said indifferently, "I'm playing a game with your mommy. Why don't you check on your sister?"
The six boys didn't want to expose Hanson's lie, so they just nodded and moved past him.
Seeing his sons leave, Hanson looked at the door and smiled a meaningful smile.
His wife had truly underestimated him. Such a simple lock couldn't have stopped him. However, it wouldn't be appropriate to cause a ruckus at night, so he gave up on breaking the door.
Hanson strode out the door then.
His and Vania's master bedroom was on the second floor, and there was a balcony at the front that led straight to the bedroom.
With his years of experience in the army, Hanson didn't even break a sweat as he jumped with great ease onto the balcony on the second floor.
Hanson entered the door. Vania wasn't in the room, and there was the sound of water in the bathroom. Look who’s showering.
Also, because of the loud noise of the water, Vania didn't hear anything in the bedroom from her position inside the bathroom. She also never thought that Hanson would come in through the balcony.
Hanson, who had successfully made his way back into the bedroom, hummed happily in his mind as he swiftly removed his clothes.
He opened the door to the bathroom when Vania was completely unaware. She was having a great shower, and she never expected the bathroom door to open so suddenly.
"Ah—" Startled, she began to scream.
When she saw that the intruder was Hanson, she felt a little angry and defeated. "How did you get in?" Didn’t I lock him out? How did he appear in the bathroom just like that?
Hanson walked up to Vania. "You underestimate your man."
"Ah—" When Vania felt Hanson's skin, she screamed again. "Why aren't you in your clothes?"
Then, she covered her eyes, unwilling to look at Hanson in front of her.
"Haha!" Hanson laughed at her actions. "What are you so nervous about, darling? We've seen everything there is to see in each other."
Vania was speechless, her face flushed red like a ripe tomato. She was already trying her best not to break into swears and curses, so she really hoped he could just shut up.
However, Hanson was oblivious to this as he asked gleefully, "Also, who wears clothes to a shower?"
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