Hearing his words, Kawashima Miki's eyes narrowed instinctively, and she replied with a faint "hmm."
Fujiwara Reya's eyelids twitched.
This jealousy from his wife was far beyond his expectations.
After hesitating for a long time, Fujiwara Reya, staring at her gradually icy face, made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and confessed: "Wife, I'm really sorry, there's something I've been keeping from you. Can you promise to forgive me first?"
"Forgive you for what?" Kawashima Miki's expression was stern.
"About my aunt.," Fujiwara Reya said with a stiff neck, "she's my god-aunt, with no blood relation. And..., and beyond that relationship, she is also..."
Kawashima Miki's face darkened: "Speak up!"
At this moment, her expression was no different from when she scolded her subordinates.
"She's also your sister!" Fujiwara Reya blurted out.
"...You!" Kawashima Miki's face looked terrible, almost like a stormy sky.
