Amara’s POV
“You think…. What?”
He scratched the back of his neck and didn't want to tell me what he had to say. After that, he called someone and said, "Please take my guards to the hospital. Take them there without asking any questions. Pay them in cash for the damage; yes, and you know where they live. Bye!"
Once he had finished talking on the phone, he put on a charming grin. He then put his phone back in his pocket, glanced at me, and said, "Now we can sleep soundly."
"What? Do you want to sleep with me again?"
He laughed and walked inside, asking, "What? You are my wife; you are supposed to sleep with me, right?"
As he was going to unbutton his sleeves, his phone rang, and all of a sudden, I saw the name that was registered on his phone. It was Stella. What gives this woma
