Ormand's face darkened. He pushed Bentley forward. "Hurry up and take your fiancée away. She's pestering my wife."
Bentley sighed and could only go over to help Breenda up. "Breenda, listen to me. Let's go back to our room to sleep. Viola is married. She can't share a bed with you."
Breenda frowned and hugged Viola tightly as if her whole body was glued to Viola.
Bentley was at his wit's end.
Ormand suppressed his anger, thinking that Breenda was his future sister-in-law, so he didn't move her out of politeness.
Viola comforted Breenda in her arms and looked at Ormand and Bentley. "Ormand, Bentley, maybe we can let Breenda share a bed with me tonight. You two can share a bed tonight."
"No!"
Ormand and Bentley looked at each other and refused firmly.
The two of them slept together?
What did this sound like? It was too strange.