My Dear Husband...

For the first time, Lucille was at a loss for words. She asked somewhat blankly, "You... Why are you here?" Joseph appeared to have just woken up. His peach blossom eyes sparkled with an element of laziness that was charmingly enticing. Upon meeting Lucille's gaze, Joseph responded with a smile that did not quite reach his eyes. "My dear wife has been so busy with her computer as soon as she got home. When has she ever really looked at her husband?" At the end of his sentence, Lucille surprisingly detected an undertone of resentment. Lucille felt awkward. This was embarrassing. She had rushed back home so urgently. With her entire focus on the issue of seeking the mutants, she had not even noticed Joseph lying on her bed. Ignoring such an attractive man so thoroughly... Could anything be more hurtful? Touching her nose with a bit of guilt, Lucille immediately leaned forward to plant a kiss on Joseph's lips and explained sincerely, "I'm sorry, I was preoccupied with other things and did