Vera finally believed she was the one who had started it all. She just felt too ashamed to face Victor Morgan.
"Oh, are you getting shy now? My Vera is usually so aloof. I never thought that after getting drunk, you'd be so passionate with me. I could barely handle it."
Vera grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him. "Stop treating this like some kind of kinky game," she snapped. "Believe me, if I get angry, I'll make sure you can never touch me again."
The moment Victor Morgan heard that, he backed down immediately, diving under the covers with her.
"My dearest Vera, I know I was wrong. I won't joke about it again. Please, forgive me just this once."
Vera couldn't help but laugh. Of course she knew Victor was just teasing her.
"Hurry up and get ready. We need to go home. I have a meeting at the office this afternoon."
"I was just worried you wouldn't be able to handle it. But you seem to be getting stronger and stronger. I'm the one getting old, on the other hand."
