368 You Are Mine

"Geez. Ferdinand, this body is not just yours anymore.

It's also mine.

So, take more care of it," Arabella lightly scolded.

". . ."

Her husband was speechless.

'Doesn't he like how I worded it?'

"What did you say?

I didn't hear properly," Ferdinand cupped her face.

"I said this body is -"

She was about to repeat her words but realized there was no way Ferdinand did not hear them.

He had sharp senses. And they were so close to each other.

Their faces were just a few inches away from each other.

He simply wanted her to say it again.

[She said my body is hers…]

Ferdinand stared at her with wonder, stopping a smile from crossing his lips.

Arabella got embarrassed to say it again since he obviously looked forward to it.

His eyes were bright as he expectantly gazed at her, waiting for her to repeat her words.

She wanted to avoid his gaze but couldn't.

"No. You heard it loud and clear," Arabella pouted.