Chapter Eight
Tell me why are we raiding a married man’s closet, again?
Third Person’s Point of View
Rean had been a daily visitor to the library.
Since she could not have many things that she could work on, probably with the fact that Laurence had put it in his time to hire people to do the chores around the house—noticing that his little mate had been doing most of the work for them. Her battered body could not do much, but she was pushing everything she has for things that they did not want her to do.
That being said, he had banished her to the library. She now mostly spends her time in the library reading through the books that caught her interest.
“Rean.”
She squeaked at the rough voice, seeing Zico on the other side. He does not look as intimidating as before. The man was
