Chapter 76. Intimacy at the Ferris Wheel

As Gabriella looked the other way, Max's honest expression returned. Sincere and hopeful. "Stupid! You're not alone anymore, Gaby, and I wouldn't mind to hold your hand," he thought.

"It's our turn. Come on, Max!”

The man gasped as Gabriella pulled his hand. In just a few seconds, they were sitting face to face in a small cabin. There, Max's eyes had no object to look at, other than Gabriella's sweet smile.

"Wow, I haven't been on a merry-go-round in a long time," the woman sighed while observing the interior. After a few moments, her hand pressed against the left chest. "I like how my heart is beating so fast with joy."

Instead of replying, Max looked at his wife in amazement. He never felt tickled just by witnessing other people's pleasure.

After a while, Gabriella locked her gaze through the glass with her palm. The higher their position, the more often she sighed. Every now and then, she commented on what was seen below. Although the husband did