Tessa Caldwell's face turned even redder, as if it could bleed, and she feigned toughness, saying, "It's not for you to see, can't I let someone else see it?"
"For whom?" Faye slowly stepped forward, directly pushing Tessa against the closet wall, with his arms propped on either side of her shoulders, trapping her in the middle.
The light above shone on us, making an already suggestive posture even more evocative.
"What... what's it to... you?" Tessa swallowed, her voice trembling and stammering.
"Trying to seduce another man right in front of your own husband? Hmm?" Faye's voice carried a strange danger.
Tessa instinctively tightened her grip on her hands, suddenly feeling a bit nervous, her mind inexplicably muddled.
