Chapter 32. Wife on Duty

Gabriella's lips began to tremble for an excuse. However, as soon as Max pulled her chair closer, her brain was already frozen and unable to process anymore. Moreover, when the man's hand began to stroke her hair, all of Gabriella's attention had been seized by the CEO's charm.

"Where do you want me to start?" Max teased although he had trouble holding back his laughter. How could his wife's cheeks turn red from just one touch?

"Should I start kissing your cheek?" the man asked while stroking the blush on Gabriella's face. The woman's hands clenched into fists.

"Or, these thick lips?" Max's thumb was moving across the soft texture he had just enjoyed this morning.

The woman could no longer look at her husband. She already looked down to hide the nervousness that almost exploded her heart.

Excited by his wife's behavior, Max brought his palm down Gabriella's neck. "Perhaps, I can start with the men's favorites."

Just before her husband arrived