My Human Luna Is A Famous Doctor
Tilting my head, I asked her gravely, “Are you sure you will live on your own or would you take your senior Andrew or your professor Vito’s help?”
Juggling her wrist free, she said, fuming in rage, “Even if I live with Andrew, Vito or any fucking man or all under the same roof it shouldn't bother you, Mr. Xander.”
I couldn't believe my ears. Was my wife hating me so much that she could sleep with countless men? Why are none of them not me, huh? My wolf was on the verge of coming to the surface and showing my bad wife whom she belonged to.
“Zara!” I snarled before bending down to snatch the suitcase.