Dear Wife of Mr. Noah

Section 37

Clara arrived at the room when Noah was opening his shirt. In the doorway, when Noah does not know Clara's whereabouts, Clara secretly observes for a moment how Noah fusses while unbuttoning.

Clara wanted to ask her mother-in-law why trivial things like unbuttoning clothes alone could not Noah do. Even if it could, it would take some time.

"Need help?" tawar Clara later.

Clara felt like laughing when she heard Noah had hissed, but if the laughter was to gush out, Clara could get scorned.

"If you want to help, hurry up! Why are you still there?"

Lookie! Just now that Clara was in the fire, Noah was already furious. Especially if Samlau Clara laughs, it will certainly be more crowded room conditions.

Clara brushed off her upset feeling because all day had several times received prayers from Noah. Clara put a glass of warm water on the table first and then helped Noah remove the buttons of his shirt.

"Noah," call Clara as she starts unbuttoning the second sequence.

"Hem."

"Can I ask you?"

"What?"

"Why can't you unbutton your shirt?"

Noah just shut up. Clara began to feel that now Noah's face had changed the look of the face into a lion. It was fortunate that Clara kept her head down busy with buttons, so did not have to look at Noah's face.

"You don't need to know," Noah replied at last.

If so, Clara would not dare to ask again.

"It." Clara retreated when all the buttons on the shirt were open.

Not wanting to stand too long in front of Noah who displayed his field chest, Clara immediately threw her face away.

"I'm going to take a shower" said Clara.

Clara snatched her towel and disappeared into the bathroom. As soon as Noah was about to take off his pants, his phone suddenly rang. Noah then raises the zipper back up his pants.

Noah grabbed his phone and stared at the screen.

"Chloe?" chirps Noah. "Why'd he call me again."

Noah puts his phone in a drawer and closes it quickly. "Stop bothering me!"

Noah walked towards the bathroom. He forgot that there was Clara in the bathroom.

"Let's!" Clara screamed out loud as Noah suddenly burst in.

Clara Yanf was surprised not to play, immediately snatch a towel hanging and then cover her body quickly. Noah who was not too surprised, just looked relaxed with squinting eyes.

"Why did you come in?" salad Clara. Clara's body was still filled with foam, but because she did not want to be seen, the towel became a victim.

"Of course I'm gonna take a shower. What do you want?" Sahut Noah lightly.

Clara was still cornered on the wall close to the sink. "You can wait for me to finish."

"I forgot. I thought you weren't in here."

"What …"

Not caring at all, Noah walked towards the bathtub and lit the water. After which, Noah leaned back while looking back at Clara.

"Don't look at me like that!" hardik Clara's. The grip on the towel is getting stronger.

Slowly, Noah's lips smiled. A horrible smile and a meaningful look. Standing up straight again, Noah's two feet stepped forward towards Clara.

"What do you want?" Clara was no longer able to dodge because her position was already in the corner of the wall. "Please stop!" Clara clenched her eyes tightly in fear.

When Clara closed her eyes, Noah stood folding both hands while looking at Clara's face. Slowly, Noah lowered his face to the level of Clara's face. At that moment, Clara's eyes suddenly opened.

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