The ride home was mostly silent.

John wore a stoic expression. He had been in a bad mood the whole time.

He didn't utter a single word after pushing Nina into the car.

Nina didn't have to ask why John acted that way because she knew exactly what the reason was. He had called her for more than ten times. Every time he called, she would tell him that she was about to go home. However, more than an hour had already passed and she still sat there drinking her afternoon tea.

"You don't need to hold back your anger. It's unhealthy." Nina tried to convince John in a soft tone.

John, however, still remained silent.

He glanced sideways at her and caught a glimpse of Nina's relaxed expression. This made him even angrier.

He had been so busy with his work, and yet his wife had been hanging around with her friends.

It was so unfair.

Nina leaned to one side and fixed her gaze on John.

After he got his haircut, the sharp angles on his face became more prominent.

As the sun continued to set, the orange hues of its rays touched the other side of John's face through the car window.

Since it was a bit dark inside the car, the light accentuated his features even more.

He had

d is dangerous."

John's hot breath made Nina weak. She slightly opened her eyes and stared at her husband. "What are you doing?"

"Guess." John wore a meaningful smile and got up to move beside her feet. He held her ankle gently with his large hand. "I remember the last time when I wiped your feet, you said you were ticklish."

Nina frowned and tried to get rid of the big hand.

However, she was too late.

John started to tickle her. At first, Nina tried to suppress her laughter. She wasn't able to hold it for long, however. She wasn't able to hold it for long, though.

John's fingertips lightly grazed her foot. They moved like a slow melody whenever Nina played the piano.

Nina felt weak from the feeling. She had soon lost all of her strength to pull her foot back. Instead, she ended up laughing so hard and leaned back.

John found her reaction amusing.

"Are you going to change it?" He paused for a while and gently scratched the sole of her foot.

"I..." Nina burst into a fit of laughter once more. "I won't..." She was laughing so hard that tears started to roll down her face.

"You won't?" John smirked at her.

He showed no mercy and continued to tickle her foot.