Delphine was suddenly embraced by him, her entire body enveloped in a dense masculine scent, and she shivered slightly, trying to struggle.
The man's arm tightened like iron. He lowered his head and gave her an unhappy glance, saying coldly, "Don't move."
Dressed like this, attracting attention everywhere, she still dared to squirm around him. Ignatius Leclair's face was gloomy, feeling as if he were being made a fool of. After all, she's the mother of his two children.
Delphine, seeing his obstinate mood flare up again, snorted coldly. Since she couldn't fight him off, she simply looked at Sisi, whose face was ruined with tears, surprisingly easily brought to tears by Ignatius Leclair's sharp tongue.
