Wyatt Perry murmured three words: "Spa treatment!"
"Oh my god, do you have no shame?" Claudia Ross sneaked a glance at the two kids sitting in the backseat, holding back the urge to punch Wyatt Perry.
This jerk, his mind is full of unhealthy thoughts, it's so infuriating!
"If you don't agree, I won't investigate." Wyatt Perry looked indifferent, making Claudia Ross grind her teeth in anger.
"Fine, I agree, isn't that enough?" She said through clenched teeth, "I'll make sure to take good care of you when we get back."
"That's more like it." Wyatt Perry grinned, his eight teeth shining brighter than diamonds.
"Hmph, your mind is full of dirty thoughts." Claudia Ross pouted in dissatisfaction, feeling bad about having to endure Wyatt Perry's demands again tonight.
Sigh, I was really naive and young back then to marry such a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Claudia Ross bit her lower lip, secretly worrying about her frail body.
