Chapter 142. Soon

She extended her hands, grabbed Wyatt’s face, and planted sweet kisses on his face. She burrowed into his embrace and rubbed her head against his chest. “Hubby Wyatt, don’t be annoyed at my silly mate; he just loves me too much,” she whispered in a tiny and coquettish voice that's capable of tugging at the heartstrings of any man.

She turned to Oswald and slightly flicked his head with her fingers. She smacked her lips together and formed an unhappy pout.

As if deciphering something, Oswald's eyes squinted with a cunning glint. He pointed at his right cheek as if signifying that she should plant a kiss on it.

She nodded sweetly and planted a kiss on Oswald's right cheek immediately. As soon as she did, she poked Oswald's nose warningly. “Don’t trouble my Wyatt, nasty mate. My Wyatt is going through a lot.” She imposed while baring her teeth as