The Pretend Wife
she muttered.
Indignant at her accusation, I retorted, "Me? Immature? I'm just savoring the goodness of this cake!"
As I watched myself indulge in the cake, I couldn't help but ignore the thought of sharing it. Sandy reminded me that overeating could make me sick, warning me about the harmful effects of consuming too much chocolate.
Despite the warning, I stubbornly continued to eat, and as a result, I started feeling nauseous. Sandy had already changed into her comfortable shorts and t-shirt, and I couldn't help but admire her slim legs.
Hot Chapters