Chapter 957

I did not expect Zachary to be so childish. His palm rubbed against my waist… The next morning, I got up very late. I went downstairs and could not find Zachary. I sent him a message. [Zachary: Rooftop.] he replied. I took the elevator to the rooftop. On the rooftop was a small garden. Zachary was sitting in a recliner wearing a white shirt. The button over his chest was not fastened, showing off the firm chest and the wound that was wrapped in bandages. There were still some traces of blood on top of it. I approached him and asked out of concern as I stared at his wounds, “Second Brother, when will it scar over?” “Soon. Don’t worry.” There was a cup of warm water placed at the side. I took a sip out of it and asked him, “Why did you suddenly think of coming to the rooftop?” “I was bored and decided to come up here for a stroll.” I grunted a response and recalled him mentioning our honeymoon. Ugh, it was not a honeymoon. It was just the two of us going out for a vacation.