Madam, Missus, Wifey, or Jeannie?

"Isn't a marriage of convenience the same as friends with benefits?" Edward's deep voice echoed in Jeanne's ears.

That was when she felt his lips nibbling on her ear. Her body shuddered.

She could feel Fourth Master Swan's determination, and she had a feeling that she could not escape him tonight.

In fact, since she had chosen to return and agreed to marry Fourth Master Swan, she had already expected to face a moment like that. However, now that it was really happening to her, she still felt… 

She, too, did not know why she was holding back, but she squirmed as she silently resisted.

Then, she said, "Fourth Master, can I take a bath?"

It was useless to resist because there was no way to refuse. In that case, he ought to let her be comfortable.

The man, who was kissing her, stopped in pain and said, "I'll help you."

"No." Jeanne pushed him away. "I can do it myself."

Fourth Master Swan's throat moved.