Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 157:

Every eye in the room was fixed on Connor, filled with curiosity about how he knew his wife’s exact size. Under normal circumstances, a husband knowing his wife’s size would hardly raise eyebrows, but Connor was a notable exception. Previously, he had harbored a strong dislike for his wife, seldom even giving her a second look. How, then, could he possibly be aware of such details? Lately, however, there seemed to be a stark transformation in his feelings toward his wife. This left everyone pondering when he had fallen for her and what remarkable qualities she possessed to capture his affections

Ignoring the puzzled stares and Marissa’s evident discomfort, Connor said in a slow, deliberate tone, “I measured you with my hands when I held you.” His declaration seemed to elevate the room’s temperature. The maids turned away, their faces flushed with embarrassment. Arabella’s mouth fell open in astonishment, and she quickly covered it with her hand to stifle her shock

Marissa silently prayed for the ground to swallow her up. Connor’s words had set imaginations racing, with everyone speculating about the nature of his holding. As teasing looks came her way, Marissa felt like a cornered cat. Yet, Connor had more to say. After slipping the other shoe onto her foot, he looked up and inquired, “Is the measurement by my hands correct?”

dismay. She desperately wished he would stop talking. Her embarrassment was palpable. Without thinking, she looked around at the others gathered in the room. Catching Arabella’s deep, inscrutable look, she felt compelled to clarify. “Grandma, it’s not what

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could finish. She had wanted to declare that there was no romantic involvement between her and Connor. But voicing such a statement

why are you feeling shy? I was young once, too. I understand. It’s natural for young couples to be intimate. How else would you have children? All children come into this world because their parents have been intimate. What’s there to hide? The more intimate you are, the more it warms my heart. Connor was once a dull boy, hardly interesting. Now, he doesn’t shy from sharing his feelings. You’ve

Connor a glare, furious with him for his reckless words and for misleading everyone. However, as she glared at him, she

decided to turn the tables. Shedding her embarrassed demeanor, she smiled sweetly and said, “Honey, my legs are numb.

was plotting her revenge. In a room full of onlookers, he had no escape. He silently cursed himself for provoking her publicly. Resigned to his fate yet seeing an opportunity for playful payback, he returned her smile warmly.