Chapter 92 Mommy Needs A Spanking
“Why aren’t you talking?” Lyla asked.
Hansel could not find the right words to build a statement.
Nevertheless, Lyla grew more suspicious the more he held his silence. “Don’t tell me, you saw...”
Before she could finish, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open and in walked Mark in a composed manner. Looking tall and absolutely stunning, he locked his deep eyes on Lyla on the moment of entry.
Lyla thought she was hallucinating the second Mark walked in. Widening her eyes, she seemed to be in disbelief.
Why-why was he here?
Her first thought was to look at Hansel but the boy appeared unfazed.
Nonetheless, Lyla was dumbfounded!
Could someone tell her what was going on?
She wanted to pinch herself to see if she was dreaming!
However, the pain from her wounds reminded her that it was not a dream!
It was real!
Mark had already known!
Lyla wondered if passing out now would do the trick.
From the looks of Mommy staring intently at Mark, she must be feeling gu
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