Why Are You Asking

The aura emanating from Joseph made her heart palpitate. His eyes seemed to contain an intoxicating smile, but when one looked at them carefully, they seemed to be about to burst with hostility. It was so cold that it made one's heart tremble. Lucille did not understand. "Why are you asking me this out of nowhere?" She didn't think Joseph would answer. The next second, however, he leaned forward and stretched out his arms, essentially locking her in his embrace. Lucille raised her head in shock and heard him say... "I'm jealous, Bobo." Her heart immediately skipped a beat. An ambiguous atmosphere was instantly ignited. Under the light, their shadows intertwined intimately, inseparable. Lucille turned her face away awkwardly before she angrily muttered, "You're impossible to understand!" "Why do you say that?" Joseph laughed softly. One could get drunk in his eyes. His next words were deeper and more ambiguous. "My wife has been targeted by another man. Why can't I be jealous?" "Who are