Chapter 195

"Harry felt that he was the most miserable man in the world. He clearly held his wife in his arms, but he couldn't move." "He buried his face in her hair. There was a faint scent of shampoo, and he bit and kissed her on the back of her neck." Half of Stacy's face was buried in the pillow. She looked at her son and daughter who were sleeping soundly and reached out to touch their faces. "Through them, she thought of the crazy scene of that night. There was no prana power, but gloom." "Harry, how many women have you slept with?" "He didn't know why, but when he thought of the time when he had sex with another woman in bed, he felt his heart was in a bad mood." He was her first man. "Although she had deliberately ignored it, the impression he left her was so deep." It was said that women were emotional. She thought yes. There was always a special feeling for a man who wanted his first time. "Harry's kiss stopped