In the room, there was a kettle. Fortunately, the water was cold.
Both the woman and Owen were taken aback, and Owen's face darkened.
What if the water is hot? Will I be scorched? He pondered.
"You're f*****g insane, Emma."
"Yes, I am insane, but I am alive, not dead. Can't you tell I'm still here? Remember that I am your wife, but what are you doing?"
Owen realized he had gone too far and got out of bed without saying anything.
"Owen!"
The woman refused to stop seducing Owen, but he frowned and said, "Good girl, stop making trouble."
He put on a dressing gown and dragged Emma to the bathroom, but she refused to follow. "Let her get out right now," she growled, pointing to the woman on the bed with red eyes.
"I haven't yet put on my clothes."
The woman's clothes were on the groun
