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?”

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

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voicing such a statement was impossible, as they had always portrayed a facade of a

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,

to suppress her frustration. Fuming, she shot Connor a glare, furious with him for his reckless

demeanor, she smiled sweetly and said, “Honey,

Connor quickly realized she was plotting her revenge. In a