This Is Torture

As soon as he entered the room, Derek locked the door. He hugged Serina from behind.

Serina struggled for a moment, but Derek did not let her go. "What's wrong?"

"Marco especially peeled an apple for you, but you didn't have a single bite. Is that appropriate?" Serina pursed her lips.

"I knew you would be unhappy. It's just an apple. It's not appropriate for me to reject it if she insists on giving it to me. Besides, she's your sister. No matter what, I have to be nice to her for you."

Derek gently kissed Serina on the face.

"You'd better mean it."

Derek kissed Serina on the neck. Serina immediately pushed his head away.

"What? You don't even allow me to kiss you? You are my wife."

"My mom told us to be careful and not be too close in front of Marco, lest she feels uncomfortable." Serina was not in a good mood.

"What?" Derek was also a little surprised. This was an order from Yolanda.