Chapter 58 A Rogue

With a black slip dress, her skin looked so smooth and fair, especially the bared chest and shoulders.

I handed the bouquet of roses to her and said, "This is for you, my dear Wendy. I wish you happy every day."

“Who are you calling ‘dear Wendy’? Get out!” She flushed with anger, covering her chest with one hand and pointing to the door with the other.

“You are my ‘dear Wendy’, don’t you think it will be more intimate if I call you “dear Wendy”?”

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