My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 12

Michael opened the door and leaned on the door frame as he appraised the woman in front of him with interest.

She seemed like a completely different person from who she was during the day. The knot on her waist had disappeared as she wore her shirt obediently, hiding her slender waist. Meanwhile, the thigh-hugging jeans outlined her leg beautifully.

After she took off her sunglasses, her black, wavy hair landed on her shoulders casually. At this moment, she lowered her head obediently, not daring to speak. It was a completely different sight from the astounding impression she had made during the day where she resembled a wild cat.

“You’re back?”

Michael’s voice was melodious as usual. Apart from that, he even deliberately leaned closer to her and breathed on her face, making her blush.

She had completely given up as no matter what she did, she would have to sleep with him anyway. It was better to just give herself to him obediently.

Sophia nodded and spoke in a small voice, “I’m back.”

Michael continued to appraise her with interest. He noticed a great deal of difference in her compared to how she looked before. A year ago, she was like a sun-dried chick. However, she had finally developed a good figure, looking like an energetic wild cat.

And now, this wild cat had held her paws back as she stood in front of him obediently. She was almost at the verge of letting him stroke her belly.

He deliberately teased her, “Chica, why are you lowering your head? Have you done something wrong?”

Sophia smiled sheepishly. “I wouldn’t dare.”

Her smile was extremely forced.

Michael pinched her waist and was surprised to find that she had well-trained abs. After taking advantage of her, he stood aside to let her in. “Come in first.”

He had just taken a shower, and he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. His strong figure was like the perfect marble sculptures one would see in museums—it was simply perfect. There were some water beads glistening on his chest, making him look alluring.

Once she entered the room, Sophia noticed that the bedroom had undergone a complete makeover. The blanket that she usually slept on had become a flowery blanket that was bright red, and the hue of the entire room was changed to a creepy crimson. On the wall, the word ‘congratulations’ were printed out in quite a big font and painted in red. Apart from that, an intoxicating fragrance emitted from a lit candle, seemingly creating a pinkish fog in the room.

On the bed, the flowery blanket was decorated with rose petals, and two bottles of red wine were standing on top of a small table next to the bed.

This scene was blood-curdling.

While observing this creepy room, Sophia averted her gaze to the shelves on top of the bed.

She was dumbfounded to find an unopened box of condoms sitting there.

Did he order these in bulks? An entire box of condoms! How many times do we have to have sex to finish using them?

Michael deliberately sprawled his long figure horizontally on the bed and took a sip of the wine as he patted the box of condoms while wearing a mysterious smile. “Quick, take a shower now. Remember to clean yourself properly so that I can have a better taste of you later.”

Sophia’s vision turned black as she almost passed out. She supported herself into the bathroom while feeling shocked.

She took a shower slowly while thinking about how she should phrase the trouble she got herself into this afternoon. After all, she would have to tell him as this probably couldn’t be settled without his help.

She took a full hour to take a shower, and Michael did not ask her to be quicker as he knew that she could not escape this time around.

Finally, she dried her hair slowly and walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe. Her neck was as fair as a swan’s as it shimmered when she walked into the room. Michael had already switched the lights off and lit two candles.

The atmosphere was romantic yet creepy at the same time.

Michael had already laid out the colorful boxes of condoms on the bed in an organized manner. He waved at her. “Come here, chica. Which color do you like?”

With a grim look on her face, Sophia simply chose a color.

Having no other options, she lay on the bed, looking enticing like a delicious dumpling. Michael rubbed his hands enthusiastically as he arranged the condoms into a straight line on bed.

He was actually quite eager to sleep with her, but he thought that since this was the first night they spent together after they got married, it was better to be ceremonial. Hence, he pretended to be decent as he poured two glasses of wine.

“Come, chica. Let’s drink this wine with our arms crossed.”