Hurt, of course not

Marco then stepped towards Letta, who had just come out of the bathroom with a bathrobe still enveloping her body. Her hair seemed to be wrapped in a small towel, making Marco smile. Letta walked towards the wardrobe and took her nightwear before reentering the bathroom. Marco remained silent, watching his wife leave with raised eyebrows. Was the smile she had just shown so terrifying that it scared Letta, Marco thought, which ultimately made him find it amusing. A few minutes later, Letta emerged again after putting on her nightwear and sat on their bed.

"Why did you run earlier?" Marco asked, making Letta look at her husband while rolling her eyes lazily.

"Of course, because when you showed that smile that worried me, I knew what was going on in your mind when you saw me still wearing the bathrobe. So, I secured myself immediately because I was really tired," Letta said, making Marco laugh. It turned out that his wife had quite a good sense of defense, Marco thought. Marco then put