Chapter 43. Your Zain

Whispering sincerely, he let her hairs fall, considering her his porcelain doll which needed extreme care.

“Thank you for everything, Zain. I will try my best to be a good wife.” She whispered back, turning to him. “Glad to know.” He hummed, taking a step back.

“Anyways, you should change, this dress must be heavy. I am amazed how you walked.” He chuckled, checking her out once again.

“True.” She chuckled.

“Do you need help with it?” He asked gallantly.

“Yeah, Can you unhook it? It’s well-fit and I don’t want to rip it by force.” She said, turning and showing her back to him.

“Sure.” He smiled but when his fingers brushed against her back when he unhooked her blouse, a blush reached his cheek.

His throat dried with racing heartbeats.

“There you go.” He said, clearing his throat when her back was exposed to him.

“Thanks.” She smiled, heart beating abonally when she felt his fingers. Zain’s eyes widened when she took it off in the middle