Chapter 27

Emma’s POV

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That jerk!

I angrily threw a handful of water at the bathroom door and then rested my head on the edge of the bathtub, laughing.

Am I overthinking things?

Since I've known Hector, I've never seen him show any interest in women's bodies.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been married for four years and only had sex that one time, and that was when they were both drunk...

Tsk tsk, I'm overthinking things.

The hot water from the bath rose, and the whole bathroom was warm and misty.

I didn't want to think about these things anymore, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed the bath while listening to music.

"Mmm..."

I stretched lazily. I'd had enough of soaking, so I stood up and walked out of the bathtub to get my clothes. To my surprise, they were caught on the towel rack.

I gently pulled on them, but the rack fell off the wall, making a loud crash.