Chapter 54: Massage, This Is the Classic Scenario Mode

"Massage?"

I looked at the woman in front of me in surprise, pointing at myself and repeating.

"Mhm, the masseur isn't available now, and my body feels really tired. Can you help me?"

Amy, wrapped in a towel, lay down on the mattress, arms under her head.

"I can't!"

"Is it because Sofia wants to marry you?"

"WHAT?" I stood up in shock. "Marriage?"

"Sofia said she's considering marrying you."

"Fack! Sofia told you?"

"Everyone's talking about it."

Fack! Last night's conversation with Sofia was overheard, and now the whole world knows!

Damn it!

I don't know what Sofia wants.

"So, you're unwilling to massage me because of Sofia?"

"No."

I walked to the mattress, sitting beside Amy. "Alright, can we not talk about marriage?"

"Okay!" Amy closed her eyes.

My hands were on her shoulders, kneading her deltoids.

Amy's skin was smooth and regularly maintained, well hydrated. At thirty, her skin was as delicate as a young girl's.