A blush crept across Sophia's cheeks as Tristan deliberately teased her. How not? The man, while grinning mischievously, continued to say words that made Sophia hotter and hotter.

She had never thought that Tristan, famous for being cold, could tease him like now. It also crossed Sophia's mind, was this part of her husband's ploy to melt her heart.

"Don't you like sleeping with me?" Tristan spoke again, rolling his eyes playfully.

"Don't dream," said Sophia. The woman was still unmoved in the initial position she stood. "Since when have I liked sleeping with you? Don't be amnesiac, Mr Quartararo. You should be aware that as long as we're married,...