She blinked her watery eyes and looked at him pleadingly. "Bradley, you're incorrigible."
After saying this, she pushed him away forcefully and slipped out of his embrace, shyly running upstairs.
Bradley watched her with thin lips, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
In the afternoon, Freya descended the stairs wearing a yellow dress.
Bradley was sitting on the sofa in the living room making a phone call. When he saw her coming down, his eyes widened.
He quickly ended the call and walked over to her.
Before she could react, Bradley wrapped his arms around her waist.
She gasped in surprise as she fell into his arms.
"Wearing something so sexy, aren't you afraid I'll get jealous?" he teased.
Freya glanced down at herself and pouted.
"Where's the sexiness? I'm just showing a bit of sho
