Kiya became anxious upon hearing this, and his face immediately darkened, "If you don't intend to remarry me, then what was everything we just did?"
"..."
"My Princess Consort, since when did you become so open, sleeping with just any man?"
Paige Desmond also got angry, "Since you think that way, there's no need for me to say anything else."
Paige Desmond wrapped her body in the quilt, got out of bed, and planned to pick up her clothes from the floor, but Kiya hugged her from behind.
"Speak, I'm listening," Kiya's tone softened, as Paige slapped him, "I don't want to say it anymore."
Kiya didn't let her go, his hands slipped under the quilt, caressing her smooth body, reigniting the passion that was hard to extinguish, and Paige felt his change as well.
She never knew that this man's indulgence could be so terrifying.
"No, it hurts."
