C110 Destiny
Aretta glanced at her husband with a confused face, while all that was glanced was an indistinct grin. Aretta looked back at the bedroom door, which was not hers. Instead of a five-star hotel room, she glanced at her husband again. He exhaled his breath to control his fluctuating emotions.
Before Aretta wanted to let out a sigh, her wrist had already been pulled by her husband
