Zhao An was telling the truth; he really was thirsty.
The problem was that this truth sounded rather obscene and quite embarrassing.
There was no water in the room—what else could a thirsty man possibly be craving?
The young woman was left blushing and flustered. How could a married woman not know what a man beside her was thinking?
The crucial thing was that Zhao An didn’t look away after speaking; he just kept staring intently.
Her daughter in her arms was crying inconsolably, and with no other options, the young woman pleaded in a voice so weak it was barely audible: "Xiaoxiao is hungry. Could you please look away? When my husband was alive, he never watched; he always said it was improper to look, and I would always turn my back to him when I nursed her."
Upon hearing this, Zhao An scoffed. "How could it be improper? We are husband and wife now, with a marriage certificate to prove it. You’ll be spending your whole life with me from now on. Besides, isn't that what married couples do? There’s nothing to be ashamed of."
Inwardly, he thought to himself that Zhao Youlu must have been a real bookworm, completely ignorant of the finest pleasures in life.
"I beg you, please don't look. Xiaoxiao is really hungry."
How could the young woman feel comfortable giving herself to this "husband" beside her when they had only just met? She could follow her parents-in-law's wishes and take up with this man who was impersonating her husband for the sake of her daughter, but she truly cou…
Chapter 49