Tobias still vaguely remembered the night before Idania left. With her hands around his waist, she asked if he could stay the night to keep her company.
However, he left in the end, so her last wish wasn’t fulfilled.
Later, Tobias carried Skylar into the bedroom, knowing full well that a couple’s quarrel could be easily resolved in bed. That was when the two communicated with one another the most.
Later, the two got too aggressive, so Skylar was exhausted the next day.
The sun had risen when she opened her eyes, lying feebly in Tobias’ embrace. Her hair was damp, and there were hickeys all over her pinkish, glowing skin. Tears were glistening in her eyes, making her look pitiful.
Yet, the man’s eyes were gleaming. His voice was croaky as he said, “Don’t fight with me just because of jealousy.”
She then put herself into a more comfortable position with her back facing him. “You went all out last night. Why didn’t you just say sorry to me instead? You were so rude to me.”
However, Tobias was perplexed. Since when did I treat her rudely?
Suddenly, a beeping sound from her phone diverted the woman’s attention. Reading the text message, she tossed her phone aside indifferently.
How punctual! This person curses me at the same time every day.
Taking her phone, Tobias and glanced through the text message and found it full of death threats.
His brows drew together right away. “Who sent you this?”
Skylar let out a yawn. “Who knows? It could be one of my anti-fans.”
Though the threatening text message didn’t bother her, the man took note of the phone number. After looking into the matter, he found out that all the text messages were from Ingrid.
My half-sister is as irritating as ever.
Over the past few years, he had heard so much about Ingrid’s bullheaded and ruthless behavior. Nonetheless, he turned a blind eye, as it didn’t concern him.
However, she had gotten on his nerves by picking on Skylar.
Hearing a knock on the door, she ordered Harry to answer it.
Nevertheless, the latter was playing Mobile Legends and was about to lose the game. Sitting on the couch, he didn’t move an inch.
Ingrid then grabbed the remote control on the table and hurled it toward his head.
After getting hit by the remote control on the head, Harry put down his phone, rubbing his aching forehead while simmering with rage.
Messing around with a woman like Ingrid was the decision that he regretted the most.
The living hell that he was in now made him feel like he would rather kick the bucket.
He didn’t even have the guts to see his wife and children, as Ingrid threatened to finish him off.
When he saw Tobias standing behind the door, his usually dull gaze glinted with astonishment.
Ingrid saw the man as well and greeted him with a smile. “Tobias, what a rare guest! What brings you here? Are you here with the news of a business collaboration?”
Stepping through the door, he replied coldly, “Do you think you deserve to collaborate with me?”
The man had always been harsh toward her.
Ingrid’s countenance fell. “Why not? We’re half-siblings, after all. Dad asked about you the other day. He’s going to return from overseas soon. Let’s have a meal together when you’re free. We’re a family.”
Instantly, Harry sensed something seemed off. The atmosphere in the villa made his skin crawl. Tobias’ piercing gaze was oozing malice.
“What are you trying to do by sending Skylar those text messages? Are you trying to threaten her or challenge me?”
