He slightly swallowed, with a calm expression on his face. "Can't I do that?" He squinted his eyes, showing a bit of evil spirit.
Hazel , like a firecracker, jumped up from the sofa with arms akimbo and glared at him. "You have an affair!"
As a malicious cold light fleeted past his eyes, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, gently pulled her into his arms. He held her waist with one hand and put the other hand on her chin. "Have you ever been cheating on me?" He looked at her coldly and indignantly, and the criticism from his eyes was like two sharp arrows, which stabbed her in the face.
But she didn't dodge his question. "No," she said frankly. She said firmly.
"Don't you cheat on me when you were in America?" He pinched his fingers slightly, and seemed to be sure that she was lying.
She wanted to shake her head and say no, but she failed.