Raina’s rosy lips moved close to Elias Hawthorne’s ear, her breath gentle and fragrant as she said, "Only a bath, okay? Don’t forget what you promised me before. Elias Hawthorne, you’re someone who keeps your word, aren’t you?" Elias turned to look and saw the mischievousness and playfulness in Raina’s eyes. He knew Raina was doing it on purpose. Seeing Elias not speaking, Raina was even more smug: "What’s wrong? Are you chickening out? Are you admitting that there might be a possibility?" This vengeful little woman. Elias sighed helplessly, his large hand gripping Raina’s waist: "You’re doing this on purpose?" "Yes." Raina smiled, her lips red: "If you admit your mistake, I won’t torment you." Admitting a mistake was utterly out of the question, especially in this aspect. He raised his hand to unbutton Raina’s clothing. Raina froze; she originally intended to tease Elias, but the situation seemed to be taking an unexpected turn. "Uh, Elias, have you thought it through? Too much excitement isn’t very good for a man." "Don’t worry, my Raina is the Ghost Doctor." Elias held her hand, "Come on, raise your arm." Raina hastily pulled her clothes together, deciding to give in: "Well, that was my mistake. You’ve been busy all day, how could I so unthoughtfully let you continue working? I’ll do it myself." "How could helping my wife bathe be tiring?" Elias refused to let Raina escape; he seized her wrist, pulling her back from her attempt to flee. Without allowing any further objections, he removed her clothes and placed her into the bathtub which was already filled with hot water. Following this, Raina finally understood the meaning of regret. She wondered where Elias learned all these things; she, having had a child and being a doctor, didn’t even know as many tricks as he did. This bath left her feeling not only like her body was falling apart, but her hands were utterly exhausted. In a daze, the man who held her close whispered in her ear, "I will never break the promise I made to you." Indeed, he hadn’t broken his promise, but it would have been less exhausting if he’d just devoured her. Elias then said, "Raina, you don’t need to worry about overstimulation for me; maybe you don’t realize that just appearing before me excites me constantly." Well, she knew now, thank you. "So, Raina, if you’re ever very tired next time, just leave it to me. I’ll wash you clean and fresh." Elias, doesn’t your conscience hurt saying that? Sure, she felt fresh now, but earlier, she had absolutely nothing to do with freshness, okay? Especially her hands were beyond words. Elias said: "Raina, why are you staring at me? Did you not have enough of the bath just now, and want to wash again?" Raina finally couldn’t bear it, mustering all her strength and slapping Elias’ handsome face, angrily shouting, "Get away from me!" Raina was carried back to the room by Elias; she lay on the big bed and fell asleep in an instant. As her consciousness slipped into the abyss, she felt the man’s kiss on her forehead and heard a soft, laughter-filled good night. The phone beside the pillow suddenly rang insistently like a call from the grave. Read complete versıon only at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥 Raina felt intensely sleepy, grabbed her phone, answered without looking, her voice still heavy with drowsiness: "Hello?"