Chapitre 132: What The Fuck Is Happening?

Ronan Ross opened the tube and placed it on her tummy and stood up from the bed, murmuring to himself and began pouring out the ointment on Renna's tummy.

"I don't know why you are posing as someone else but I assure you, Amaris, this time if you will suffer then the calamity has to step on me first."

Ronan's hands began to skim through her body as he started from her neck and travelled down on her breasts, when he murmured to himself in an apologetic manner because of course he needed to ask for his wife's permission first.

"I...I'm deeply sorry, Renna for not asking for your consent. But I'm sure you will understand."

Ronan chuckled to himself and smeared the ointment on her plump breasts while glancing at Renna's sleeping face. Though he felt himself driven by lustful impulse before which died soon after realizing the truth, Ronan Ross gazed at the lady with a warm expression filled in his eyes.

"You can't sue, right? You would not, haha."