"I know your dad already hates me, but it still feels weird to attend his birthday party without any gift." Andrea's words stopped Gael from taking her inside the Ashford Mansion.
He turned to her, and his eyes stared at her exposed cleavage; memories of what they had done just yesterday rushed into his mind, and the urge to just forget about this party and finish what they had started almost clouded his thoughts.
Gael looked away, clearing his throat. "You have already given him a gift."
Andrea was confused. "I have?"
"By being his daughter-in-law." Gael replied with a serious expression on his face.
Andrea scoffed, "Have I also given you a gift by being your wife?"
"Not with wearing clothes like that."
"Like how?" Andrea frowned, looking down at what she wore. She had just worn a low-neck black gown, and even though it showed a little of her cleavage, it made her feel beautiful.
