Chapter 172: Yes, My Dear Wife_1

In the private dining room, only Mark Reed and Steve Young could be heard chatting and laughing away, with Claudia Ross occasionally chiming in with a sentence or two, while Wyatt Perry remained silent throughout.

His stomach started to hurt again, he kept drinking water, and his complexion turned paler and paler.

Even though the air conditioning was on in the private room, Claudia Ross still felt hot.

Every time Wyatt Perry's gaze fell on her, she became uncomfortable all over.

She silently scolded herself for being weak, wondering how many years it would take before she could treat Wyatt Perry like air.

Her face was flushed and her forehead was covered in sweat.

Suddenly, Mark said, "Turn your face this way."

"Huh?"

Claudia Ross looked at him, puzzled.

"Are you very hot? Your forehead is covered with sweat."

While speaking, Mark had already pulled out a tissue and gently wiped the sweat from Claudia's forehead.

His tender gaze was enough to melt anyone's heart.