Chapter 9: She waited for him to get a divorce.

Under the pale light, a patch of light seemed to surround them; she gently fluttered her eyelashes, feeling that the man's hair was not pure black but mixed with a bit of pale tan; there was even a little gold.

She shook her head, probably because of the light.

She stood up, a little awkwardly looking at the man's pants. She was also married, the male body is not unseen, but this man is strange.

"Cold… So cold…" The man occasionally let out a soft groan.

Demi Moore sighed, removed the towel, closed her eyes, removed the man's pants, and quickly wiped the rainwater from his lap. She couldn't help but see the other thing but didn't think much of it, hoping to help ease his discomfort.

When it was all done, she discovered that this place had no clothes for him to wear, so she had to get a clean blanket for him to put on. He hugged the blanket tightly, seemingly enjoying the sudden warmth; even from his face, she could see a satisfied smile.

That's fine; Demi Moore helped him to the bed w