chapter 135 After all, you are my wife

Married for three years, the number of times Michael entered Isabella's room could be counted on one hand. At the time of their marriage, Isabella had forced a deathly ultimatum, refusing Michael any intimacy. They had an agreement, so under normal circumstances, Michael would sleep in the living room. However, this time was different. Strictly speaking, this was Isabella's first time inviting him into her room. The room was dimly lit, curtains drawn, with only the desk lamp on. The room was neat,...