Chapter 452: She reads a book, he watches her.
A man buying these things always feels weird.
Even more so if it’s someone like Sylvan Cheney.
She got up to go to the bathroom and change into the new pajamas he bought.
When she came out, he was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, his face sullen, with an indescribable look.
She dug into her wallet, and handed him a stack of renminbi.
“Thank you.”
This move thoroughly angered Sylvan Cheney.
He grabbed her wrist and forcefully pulled her into his arms.
Her hand shook and the money scattered on the floor!
“You’re keeping this close an account with me? Huh?” Sylvan’s voice trembled with outrage.