"Is it something work-related? You're also a famous director in your company now, so are you feeling more pressured? If that is the case, then don't be the director anymore. You're being paid more, but you also have more to worry about. I can support you. You don't have to work so hard."
Sabrina looked at her husband, who had always been a man of a few words but had suddenly said so much just to comfort her, and she felt rather touched. She ran her fingers through her husband's hair. "It's fine, Sebastian. It's not because of something work-related. You also know that I am a workaholic. The busier I get at work and the more I'll have to worry, the happier I'll be. I have always treated work as my greatest interest. If I stopped working and became like the other wives o f rich men who either play poker or go for spa treatment every day, and have nothing else to do in the remaining time, then wouldn't I be bored to death? I don't like to play poker, go shopping, and go for spa treatments. I don't like to have small talks with those rich housewives even more. Therefore, I am determined not to quit my job."
Sebastian suddenly smiled. "It seems like it's not about work?"
After thinking for a long time, he asked, "If it's not work-related, then it has to be a personal matter, right?
Sabrina was speechless. It was a personal matter! She simply wanted a wedding! Even if she could not be like Ruth and have the wedding on the 14th of February, Valentine's Day, and even if it was not that romantic, as long as it was her and Sebastian's wedding and it was a wedding where Sebastian personally put the diamond ring on her finger, then she would be satisfied. She felt that all women are the same. Even a generous woman like her who did not care about formalities was no exception. She also needed a wedding. Well! Nothing she could do about that. 1
Right when Sabrina was sighing to herself, the man had already been on top of her. When she regained her senses, the man's lips were right above hers.
"You..." Sabrina was extremely shocked. He was still washing her feet just now, how did he suddenly pin her behind him? The man's speed was truly very quick!
"I had already poured out the water I used to wash your feet and I had also applied foot cream for you. What were you thinking that made you so distracted? I f you don't tell me, then I can only take it as you were thinking of me. Were you thinking that it has been a week since I touched you?" asked Sebastian in a deep voice.
He truly had been too busy that week as there were many things for him to handle since the year was ending. It just so happened that her period also came that week. Since it had not completely cleared the past few days, he did not want to disturb her as he was afraid he might affect her health. Because of all that, he had not touched her for almost eight days. He thought to himself that she must have wanted it, but she was too embarrassed to tell him.
That night, Sebastian worked very hard and Sabrina also tasted a pleasure that she had not tasted for a long time. She wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and was unable to get over the pleasure for a long time that she could only hum softly. "Say, you're already over thirty and are almost forty years old. How are you still so domineering and s o terrifyingly strong?"
"Do I dare to not be strong? If I'm not strong, you'll change with someone else," Sebastian teased.
"Screw you!" Sabrina punched him. "The older you get, the less serious you are!"
Sebastian, however, hugged his wife tightly. "Tell me, are you feeling better now? Do you still have a lot on your mind?" 1
"Huh?"
"As long as you can be happy, I'll work this hard and b e this strong every day from now on. What do you say? II
Sabrina suddenly blushed. She then nuzzled her head in her husband's arms and laughed for a while. After that, she raised her head and plucked up the courage."
Sebastian, let's...let's have a replacement...wedding, alright? I also want to be a bride.
Sebastian was speechless.
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