The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 279

For some reason, a wave of unease washed over me when Abigail spoke to me. I had this strange feeling that she might have some ulterior motives tonight.

I quickly waved my hand and explained with a faint smile, "I-I think I'll skip the shower. I didn't bring any change of clothes, so it's not really convenient."

But Abigail wasn't having it. She immediately picked up her phone and called the front desk. Less than half an hour later, they delivered two brand new sets of pajamas.

Seeing them laid out in front of me, I realized there was no escaping this time. Resigned, I took the clothes and headed to the bathroom to wash up.

But inside, I felt a gnawing anxiety, my mind racing.

It felt like Abigail had planned this all along, but I didn't know what to say or how to handle it. All I could do was follow her lead, step by step, falling deeper into whatever trap she had set.

When I finished washing up and came out, I was surprised to find that Abigail had already changed into a set of apricot lace lingerie. She sat perched on the edge of the bed, her lips curled into a soft smile.

I had to admit that Abigail had a great figure. Her curves were perfect; everything was in just the right places.

At the sight of her, I felt extremely awkward and didn't know where to look.

Just then, Abigail beckoned me over with a warm smile.

"Come here, Samuel. You're my husband. If you want to look, do it openly. Sit down, and we can chat. There's no need to be shy."

Her words made my face turn red with embarrassment.

I hadn't been looking at her. In fact, I was more concerned about the fact that our relationship seemed to have changed. I was thinking about how we were supposed to face each other now.