Chapter 38. Man’s Possessive

“As long as you are my wife, I would never allow someone to lay hands on your skin, not even the tip of your hair. But once we are divorced, can I really let you go?”

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Kendra’s POV

I was battling my thoughts, I was furious for night finding my pajamas, and then there was this guy who wanted to make fun of me.

I knew it! I knew he was onto something! If not, he wouldn’t have suggested or even pointed out that filthy lingerie.

So I confronted him, “You! Where did you put my pajamas? I am pretty sure you have them! Now tell me, where are they?” my arms were at my waist, but Johann kept on holding on to that lingerie.

“You mean this?” he smiled.

“No! Of course, not that one! Stop playing and give them to me!” I hysterically blamed him.

He suddenly shrugged his shoulders and said, “Why are you asking me? Am I your pajama keeper?”

“But you took them, didn’t you? Now give them back! Don’t be so cheap!”

“Just wear this an