I Divorced You Now You Beg (Thalia and Darion) novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Honestly, none of the male masseurs in the day spa could even hold a candle to Darion.

He had sharp, chiseled features, deep-set brows, and those narrow, dark eyes that seemed to see right through you. His short hair was messily styled, giving him that effortless, rebellious charm.

He was tall, long-legged, and carried himself with a cold, regal vibe. His looks were simply in a league of their own.

Wendy couldn’t help but lean over to Thalia and whisper, “Seriously, he’s on another level.”

Thalia shot Darion a suspicious look, her brows furrowed. “Were you stalking me?”

Darion smirked, “Come on, Thalia, don’t be ridiculous.”

Just then. Jason strolled over behind Darion, grinning mischievously. “Saw you walk in, so I tipped off Darion.

“With how crazy you two are about each other, there’s no way you’d let anyone else touch your feet. Bet Darion’s got some killer massage skills, right, Darion?” He nudged Darion with his elbow.

Wendy snorted, “You? Getting a massage? Come on, that’s gotta be a joke.”

Jason shot her a look, thinking, ‘Man, is she everywhere or what?’

His eyes sparkled with mischief as he strode over and grabbed her ankle. “Come on, it’s not just Darion. I’ve got skills too. Tonight, I’ll show you how it’s done. Piece of cake.”

‘Hey, what are you doing? Let go!” Wendy yelped, but Jason held onto her ankle and dunked it right into the hot water.

Jason kept her from squirming, grinning. “How’s that? Water’s right, huh? You’d better count your blessings. I have never done this for anyone before. You’re my first ever.”

Wendy wanted to kick him, but his grip was too tight, so she gave up and let him be.

Then Jason turned around and started rubbing her shoulders. “Hey, gorgeous, is the pressure good enough for you?”

Wendy was speechless.

Meanwhile, Darion tossed his suit jacket aside and walked right up to Thalia, closing the gap. “Feeling off? Came for a massage? Why not let me do it for you?”

She looked stubborn, keeping a straight face. “No, I want the masseur to do it.”

“Those masseurs can’t beat me,” Darion said, not giving her a chance to protest as he grabbed her foot and dunked it into the

warm water.

He’d already checked the temperature. It was just the way she liked it.

The private room was dimly lit, his handsome face hidden in the shadows, so you couldn’t tell what he was thinking

Thalia tried to pull her foot back, but Darion looked up at her “Behave Let me do it, otherwise you’re banned from places like this.”

Thalia’s eyes widened. “Are you threatening me?”

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I’m looking out for you,’ Darion said, taking his time kneading her calf. “Those guys’ hands have touched who knows how many women’s feet. Isn’t that nasty?”

Thalia frowned, “They wash their hands.”

Darion let out a soft laugh. “Doesn’t matter. You’re my wife. I can’t stand other guys touching you.”

Thalia’s expression turned icy as she locked eyes with him. “Aren’t you exhausted, running back and forth between Miya and me? If you can’t get over her, why don’t you go to her?”

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