Chapter 445

Cyrus hastily pulled back from Zoey's lips. He did not even have the chance to enjoy a kiss with his beautiful wife. It was merely a peck. "You came at the wrong time," Cyrus grumbled. Mona jested, "Come on, Cyrus! You're about to fight someone, yet you're still in the mood to be intimate with your wife? Aren't you afraid you'll be too drained?" She then glanced at Zoey, whose fair cheeks were slightly flushed. It was true that men with beautiful wives had no fight in them. "Mona, don't spout nonsense. It was just a quick kiss and nothing more," Zoey uttered. Although it was just a peck, it was still Zoey's first kiss. Moreover, this was the first time they had kissed in their three years of marriage. If word got out, they might be the laughingstock. Mona leaned in, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she inquired, "How did it feel, Zoey?" "Stop asking. Cyrus, hurry up and change your clothes. What do you want to wear? I'll help you find them," Zoey said. Cyrus rose,