Boomerang Love

Brendan snorted, "Another man touched my wife! And you're saying I've won?"

Naomi rolled her eyes at him. "It was just a shoulder massage. And I still had my clothes on too. We hadn't even gotten to the legs yet."

Hmph! Brendan smiled darkly and remained silent. Since Naomi had already gotten the massage, she could say whatever she wanted now.

Brendan didn't want to talk to her, so Naomi also remained silent, busying herself with her phone. Seeing her playing on her phone, Brendan sarcastically remarked, "You still have the mood to play on your phone?

Naomi sighed, "Fine, I'll stop! Happy?"

Naomi hadn't realized before how petty Brendan could be and how difficult he was to talk to! But seeing him sulking and refusing to even look at her properly, Naomi found him quite cute.

So she reached out and touched his face teasingly. "Brendan, I find your jealousy quite cute. You're all puffed up like a pufferfish."

Brendan coldly ordered, "Don't touch me."

Naomi withdrew her hand and slapped it with the other hand. "This is what you get for being dishonest, for touching others without permission. Do you think everyone's as unfaithful as you?"

Naomi's self-deprecation earned her a disdainful glance from Brendan. But he still remained silent.

Seeing this, Naomi shifted closer to the driver's seat and leaned toward him. "Are you disgusted with me? So you won't touch me anymore? But I can't live without a man. So about earlier..."ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Naomi's nonsense was met with a cold glare from Brendan, so she immediately made a gesture to zip her lips shut. "Fine, I'll shut up."

And this time, she really did shut up. She just sat there, gazing at Brendan as if she was admiring a piece of art.

At first, Brendan didn't mind her staring. But after sneaking a few glances at her, he felt embarrassed being stared at like that. He reached out and forcefully turned her face away.

Naomi pouted, "You won't let me touch or look, then why do I need a husband?"

Brendan fell silent. Even though he really wanted to rebuke, he refused to speak. He would only lose if he spoke now.

After a while, the car arrived back home. Noticing that Brendan was still ignoring her, Naomi stuffed her hands into her pockets and huffed.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me? Then I'll leave!"

After speaking, Naomi turned and walked toward the gate. A cold wind blew, and since she was wearing Chapter 210

shorts, Naomi shivered uncontrollably.

Brendan turned around. When he saw Naomi walking away, he stretched out and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her back.

Naomi couldn't help but laugh, playfully nudging into him. "Have you forgiven me?"

Brendan remained silent.

Naomi added, "It's a bit cold."

Brendan held onto the back of her neck and quickened his pace, pulling her back home.

Naomi was wearing a coat on top, but shorts on the bottom.

Besides, he was still angry! So, hugging her was out of the question.

Naomi glanced up at Brendan. Upon seeing his stern expression, she couldn't help but smile to herself.

Once inside, Jennifer was shocked to see Brendan's unpleasant expression and Naomi in shorts. "What happened, Mrs. Ludwig? Why are you wearing shorts in this cold weather?"

Naomi shrugged. "I was caught red-handed. So, he pulled my pants off." Jennifer didn't know how to react.