This is so wrong, Gladys thought to herself.

Noah descended the stairs slowly and made his to the living room on the ground floor.

Gianna was wearing a fur coat and a set of extravagant jewelry while she sat on the couch, drinking tea. She carried herself as if she was the lady of the house. Then, she heard footsteps on the stairs and raised her head to see who it was.

That was when the sight stunned her.

She had waited for him for about ten minutes. At first, she didn’t let herself overthink it. Now, however, she saw his pajamas that were pried open and some faint scratch marks that were obviously left by a lady.

So, it was true. He was really fooling around with Gwynn.

That ticked her off considerably. It had been a long time since he did it with her. She almost felt like she was living a nun’s life. However, she still respected him enough to make up excuses for him. Perhaps he was so busy with work that the accompanying stress killed his lust.

Now, she found out that he