The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5332

The second her feet touched the water, Rachelle stared at the water with a look of fierce concentration as her chest protested helplessly.

She had lived a life of luxury as the holy nun of the True Flame Sect. It meant that she had tasted her fair share of delicious fish, but she knew nothing about catching it.

What made things harder was that there was no way she could use her powers to do it, so she could only go with traditional fishing methods.

Rachelle grew increasingly helpless as she pondered, but she had no choice as she could not reveal her identity. All she could do was grit her teeth as she paced around in the stream, trying her best to catch the fish.

Unfortunately, she did not know how to do it at all, and she missed a fish right before her eyes again and again. Her long dress slowly became drenched from all the missed splashes.

Just then, the moon shone a dim glow onto the ground.

Under the moonlight, Rachelle's soaked dress clung to her body, highlighting her breathtaking curves completely.

Whew…

Darryl could not help but marvel to himself at the sight.

What a beauty.

It was a shame that someone so beautiful and charming did not have the sense to stay put where she was supposed to be and instead chose to put on a show like that to him.

At the thought, Darryl sat by a grassy patch near the stream as he took in the view before him.

The two were almost twenty meters apart, and it was nighttime. Rachelle could clearly feel Darryl's gaze, and her skin prickled uncomfortably. To hide her identity, she could not cause a scene.

Darryl was not done. After seeing Rachelle struggle with catching a fish for a while to no avail, he could not help but chuckle, "It's been quite some time, lady. Why haven't you caught a single fish? Are you lying to me? You don't come from a family of fishermen, do you?"

As he spoke, Darryl's tone was nothing but warm, but his gaze flashed sharply.

Rachelle panicked all at once, scrambling to explain herself.

"No… Please don't get the wrong idea, Sir. I didn't lie to you at all. I really did come from a family of fishermen. I grew up fishing with my family all my life, but… but we mostly fish in the daytime. It's a little late now…"

It was unclear whether Rachelle was too nervous, or if the stream was too slippery, but Rachelle lost her footing and fell into the stream altogether, drenching her completely.