Chapter 521: Unforgettable!

Zephne Frost's face flushed with deep crimson; Samwell Bishop was blunt, which was rare in their conversations. "I didn't," Zephne explained. "Then for these three years... cough!" Samwell was stating a fact—after all, having physical needs was perfectly normal, right? Zephne's cheeks turned so red it seemed they might drip. She was a normal woman; of course, she had those needs. Sometimes, it was quite uncomfortable. However... there had been no intimacy between her and Samwell, so how could...