PART 47 ~ COME ON, LET'S GO TO A PSYCHIATRIST

Briel changed her clothes into a small strappy nightgown, Erland only glanced at it. The dress was better than the lingerie Erland had seen when Briel had worn it.

"I want to sleep, I'm tired," said Briel.

"Hmm..." Erland didn't look at Briel at all, his gaze focused on something in his hand.

"This lamp is too bright, I will replace it with a night lamp," said Briel.

"I'm still not done with my work," Erland said.

"But, I'm sleepy," said Briel, not wanting to lose.

"Drowsy, huh, just sleep, what's so hard?" said Erland.

Briel growled, she returned to Erland and grabbed the collar of the shirt Erland was wearing.

Erland glared at Briel, but he didn't say anything. He wanted to see what else his wife would do.

"Since you don't want to budge, then you should just sleep too!" Briel growled, then dragged Erland forcefully towards the bed.