Skye Brown's soft, fair hand exerted a little force, pulling the dark patterned tie.
She lifted her charming and lovely almond-shaped eyes, meeting Dylan Wellington's probing gaze, and spoke in a coquettishly tempting voice—
"And earlier, my dear, what were you saying... How could I possibly use you as a stepping stone to seduce other men? Husband... no matter how much you like me, you can't just be irrationally jealous like this. Misunderstanding me like this makes me sad, you know?"
After speaking, Skye Brown rose on her tiptoes, tugged Dylan Wellington's tie, and proactively offered a kiss.
Humph, it's said that men who are impotent, inhumane, and incapable in that respect tend to be paranoid and overthink things.
Turns out Dylan Wellington is like that too...
Fortunately, she knew about his 'illness,' otherwise, hearing him say so many hurtful words would definitely lead to an argument and further dislike for him in her heart.
