My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 1495

Chapter 1495 Dog

Johanna glanced through the peephole, then pulled the door open.

“Turning on the heater can dry out your skin, so I bought you some body lotion, face cream, and a humidifier.” Timothy handed a shopping bag to Johanna.

Johanna noticed that the face cream was from Clarins and asked in surprise, “Where did you buy this?”

“I just went to the mall,” Timothy said calmly. “There was a booth selling skincare products. I've checked. They're all genuine.”

Johanna tucked the face cream into her bag and was about to close the door when Timothy suddenly said, “Jojo, my shower head is broken. I got caught in the rain twice today, and my clothes stink, so I really need a shower.”

“If the shower's broken, you should contact the front desk,” Johanna said. “If they can't fix it, switch rooms.”

She closed the door without a hint of sentiment.

Johanna poured mineral water into the humidifier, then added a few drops of sea salt essential oil. The humidifier quickly sprang into action, and in no time, Johanna could feel the air becoming less dry.

Johanna had just applied body lotion and was about to go to sleep with the lights off when the doorbell rang again.

As soon as Johanna opened the door, Timothy immediately placed his foot to block it, preventing her from closing it. “I've checked the weather forecast. There's going to be a thunderstorm at dawn. I've been scared of thunder since I was a kid.”

“We've been married for five or six years, so how come I never noticed you're afraid of thunder?” Johanna looked up at him.

Timothy didn't feel guilty at all, and calmly said, “I just didn't show it in front of you before. Besides, my bedroom doesn't have a humidifier, so it's too dry.”

“Jojo, let's stay together,” he said. “If I do anything inappropriate at night, then I'm a dog.”

“You've been a dog before, haven't you?”

Johanna still remembered their past arguments. She was so angry that she decided to sleep in a separate room from Timothy. However, Timothy would sneak in through the door at night.

He did everything that even a dog wouldn't do.

Timothy couldn't help but smile at the sight of her furrowed brows and scolding demeanor. He used his voice to charm her. “Jojo, let me sleep in your room, please. I got caught in the rain and might catch a cold. Aren't you worried about me? If you don't let me, I won't leave. Unless you have the heart to break my legs.”

Johanna was utterly speechless at his audacious behavior. After a standoff, she finally let go of the door handle. Timothy quickly stepped inside and promptly locked the door.

After Timothy got into bed, he turned off the lights, leaving only the bedside lamp on for illumination.

The pitter-patter of rain against the window lulled one into drowsiness. After a while, Timothy moved closer to Johanna, slipping his hand under the blanket to wrap around her waist.