Let me feast my eyes!

Ansel didn't bother because he was certain she'd be alone in the office at this hour. He knew her schedule all too well, and the familiarity gave him a sense of comfort

"Don't come in_" Thora's warning died on her lips as she saw him standing there, her voice trapped in her throat like a caught breath.

She clutched her shirt to her chest, her face burning with embarrassment as she turned to face the wall, trying to hide her disheveled state.

Ansel had no reaction, he could only wonder why his wife was half naked.

He searched everywhere to see if he would find another man but there was no one else in the office.

"Why are you naked, wifey?" Ansel asked as he took his seat.

He found it cute that his wife was facing the wall and trying her best not to look at him.

Ansel chuckled lightly and Thora seemed to find it annoying.

She frowned deeply and then hissed.

The only reason why she was naked was because her top got stained with coffee and she was just about to change into a different one
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