Tera

I was worried about him seeing my nakedness. He was worried about the breakfast table, was he kidding me?

“Not even I'm sorry?” I frowned so hard, but he didn't even bother to look at me. He kept talking on the phone until he noticed I had been standing there for a long time.

“What are you even doing?" He asked with raised brows, and I still maintained my expression.

“You're supposed to say sorry, but you didn't. Are you a pervert?" I asked with raised brows, and a confused ...