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Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

Chapter 184
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Chapter 187 DressBecause someone spoke ill ofin front of you. But it seems that's not the case. Maybe I was overthinking" Finley released Samantha and placed his hand her face, gently caressing it over and over.

"Sam, promise me, from now on, don't cback this late, okay?" Seeing Finley's insecurity, Samantha felt heartbroken and hugged him tightly. "Okay, I won't cback this late anymore. I'll cstraight has soon as I finish school? "Mm." Finley held Samantha for a long tbefore finally letting her go feel a bit hungry, so she went to the kitchen to prepare something meal, Samantha and Finley went back to their room together to relax. entha was starting to After finishing her As they lay together, he slowly reached his hand toward her waist and unfastened her bathrobe. She looked at him with amusement. Finley, how can you still have so much energy at this late hour?" Finley pulled Samantha closer into his arms. "I want you. Will you let me? Hmm?" Blushing, Samantha murmured a response, and that was the end of it The next morning, Samantha woke up in Finley's arms. She sat up, looked at the marks Finley had left on her from the previous night, and smiled sweetly.

She picked up the bathrobe from the floor, put it on, and went to the bathroom to wash up. When she cout, Finley was sitting on the bed, watching her. Samantha asked with a smile, "Why are you looking at me?" "You look good" Samantha went to the wardrobe and took out a suit for Finley, placing it in front of him. "Your shirt got wrinkled last night, so here's a new one.". DrewSamantha sat beside Finley, took the shirt, and helped him put it on. Noticing the scratches 12:25 Thu Oct 17 BB.

Chapter 187 Dress*5 Free Coina "I see several scratches on your back. Letput smedicine on them." At that, she went to the medicine cabinet, took out the box, and grabbed a tube of ointment. She carefully applied it to Finley's back. The cool sensation made Finley feel uncomfortable, though he couldn't quite describe the feeling.

"It's getting late. If we don't leave now, we'll be late," he said to Samantha, who replied, "Being late is nothing compared to you." She only left after applying the ointment, tidied up, and had breakfast with him.