"Marcela added ginger soup and told me that you should drink it before going to bed" He put the bowl near her mouth with a bewitching voice.

Ivelle doesn't like sweet drinks very much. She can't drink it all after a few shallow sips.

Seeing this, he said. "Eat the eggs."

She frowned. "I've already brushed my teeth. I won't eat."

"I'll take you there later and have an early rest." He has a tough attitude and won't let her refuse at all.

After so many years together, Ivelle knew that if she continued to be treated by him like this, she would be the one to lose in the...