412 Not His Wife

Hannah slowly removed her white silk bathrobe while looking at Tristan with her eyes filled with burning desire.

She was thinking that there's nothing wrong with what she was about to do right now. 

She recalled how Zhen-Zhen tried to seduce Andrew before. This was also part of her revenge against her. Now, it was her turn to seduce Tristan and sleep with him. 

She let her robe fall on the floor, revealing her sexy figure. Her body shivered as she felt the cold air inside the room.

Tristan just remained lying on her bed, staring intently at Hannah whom he thought was Zhen-Zhen. He shook his head and blinked his eyes to clear his vision.

He was hoping that this was not his imagination. 'Am I dreaming? Why am I seeing my wife here?' Tristan pondered at that thought.

His head was still throbbing. He couldn't focus well on the woman in front of him. He rubbed his temples once more.