Chapter 41. Dave's Assistant

They were preparing to set sail the following day using Dave's white boat. Regan looked enthusiastic and kept asking Dave's assistant, who accompanied them, many questions. Agneta looked focused, staring at the vast expanse of the blue ocean. The wind blew against her face and hair; this time, Agneta didn't wear a knee-length dress, she was afraid that yesterday's incident would happen again, and it wasn't very comfortable.

Meanwhile, Dave was standing not far from him, wearing a black shirt that formed his six-pack body combined with short jeans, not to forget the black glasses perched on his sharp nose. Her hair was left a little messy, different from usual, and she looked younger. Agneta shook her head as she unconsciously admired the figure who had only recently become her husband.

Thinking of her husband's words made Agneta's cheeks blush involuntarily. She had longed for this position—the position of being a lucky woman who could marry a Davero. However, after the ac