Chapter 37

Donald's pov

I am innocent. I just wanted to tell her that the dress was a little more revealing, but she didn't listen.

After waiting outside for a while, a pleasant smell came from the bathroom. I couldn't help but knock on the door. "Trista, can I help you?"

"Stay away from me!"

"I have not taken a shower either. The water rates have been going up lately. How about we shower together?" I coughed and said, "don't waste water!"

"Shame on you, Donald!"

"It's a shower. I didn't do that to you! What are you thinking about?" I was just kidding.

"Go away!"

I replied, somewhat disappointed, and casually tidied the bedsheet. From today on, my wife would be staying with me. The days ahead would belong! There were plenty of opportunities!

Trista's point of view

After I showered and changed, I felt something strange. I looked down and realized that the front part was normal a normal gauze nightgown. But why was the back part a little cold?