The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

Meanwhile, Tristan was still in a shower when FaMo started fusing with Zhen-Zhen. Unlike FaMo, Tristan had not felt the effect yet of the potion that was mixed in his milk.

He was enjoying the water, oblivious of the impending trouble he would be facing soon. The water had dripped down his body slowly, the drops tracing his well-toned figure.

He closed his eyes as the sensation of steamy water gave him a relaxing feeling. Then suddenly, his mind recalled the conversation he had with Grandpa Lu this afternoon.

His grandfather's words bothered him a lot. It kept replaying on his mind right now.

[ "If you don't treat Lillie well and just take her for granted then sooner or later you will lose her." ]

[ "Many men will try to get her and steal her from you! They will be crazy over your wife." ]

[ "Do you want to lose her? Can you bear to see Lillie with another man who is not you?" ]

Tristan tugged his wet hair tightly. "Of course not! I don't want to lose her and I can't bear to see her with another man. Just thinking about that makes me boil in anger and jealousy." Tristan mumbled to himself.

Then Tristan heaved a deep sigh. "I don't want to lose her, that's why I couldn't tell her yet about my bad reputation with women."

"If I tell her now, she won't understand it because she was still innocent. Then I'm afraid I might deceive her again by saying it's not a big issue." Tristan continued his monologue as he watched himself in the mirror.

"I want to give her time to understand and learn more about the things here. Then I will tell her everything. After that, she can decide on her own whether she will still accept me or not." Tristan was justifying his action of why he had not told Zhen-Zhen anything as of now.

"But she has to accept me. I'm her husband," Tristan said, convincing himself.

Tristan fell silent as he made eye-to-eye contact with his reflection in the wide mirror. He took a deep sigh before turning the shower off.

"Yeah, I know. I will be fair to her. I won't touch her. I will not go beyond the boundary with her unless I tell her everything. I should tell her everything first before we do the deed."

"Sigh… I'm glad FaMo was there to stop us whenever I was losing my self-control."

Tristan finished his quick shower and at the same time, he was able to reflect and clear his mind.

He came up with a decision. He would enjoy Zhen-Zhen's company for now. If he thought that it was the right time to tell her then he would not hesitate to tell her everything about his past relationships with so many girls.

It did not take long when Tristan came out of the bathroom topless while wearing only his pajama. He was drying his hair using the towel.

Zhen-Zhen averted her gaze to Tristan when she heard the door opening of the bathroom. Her eyes lingered on his naked upper body.

Zhen-Zhen's heart skipped a beat by just watching him. She couldn't help but be fascinated by his sexy and hot figure. His muscles were in perfect form.

Unknowingly, Zhen-Zhen chewed on her lower lip as her eyes continued roaming around Tristan's body that looked like it was owned by a supermodel she often saw on television.

Her face was flushed and her entire body burned up.

'Why do I feel like this? So hot… Is this caused by FaMo? I want to touch his abs. Tristan, why are you so handsome and sexy?' Zhen-Zhen thought to herself, still admiring his masculinity.

"Wifey, I'm done. You can take a shower now," Tristan said while walking towards the bed where Zhen-Zhen was sitting.

Tristan's voice awakened Zhen-Zhen from her dazed. She immediately looked away as she recovered her composure. For an unknown reason, she felt a little bit embarrassed by her action a while ago.

But she couldn't blame herself. Any woman seeing a perfect view like that would have difficulty to suppress her urge to feast her eyes on him. Everyone couldn't have avoided staring at him.

This was Tristan's irresistible charm on women. And Zhen-Zhen experienced it by herself. Tristan was oozing with sex appeal.

After she recovered, Zhen-Zhen just smiled at Tristan before going inside the bathroom. She was holding her sleeping clothes and towel.

Zhen-Zhen heaved a sigh of relief when she entered the bathroom. She felt very hot that she wanted to have a cold bath.

She removed all her clothes until she was completely naked. She stepped into the shower and turned on the cold water.

She bathed her skin lightly. The cold water calmed her down and made her feel better. Then she tried to communicate with FaMo. She was worried about him.

'FaMo, how are you? Do you still feel hot? Are you still unwell?'

Seconds passed but she didn't receive any response from FaMo. Then she remembered that FaMo told her that he would be in a deep concentration, to restrain himself and control his power.

'Hmm, it looks like FaMo doesn't want to be disturbed as of this moment. I hope he gets better soon.'

Unknown to Zhen-Zhen, FaMo was trying his best to figure out what was happening to him. He couldn't explain why suddenly he wanted to go berserk and release his power.

He was craving for something but he didn't know what. He felt a little bit better after fusing with her.

However, he was worried that Zhen-Zhen would also experience or feel this unknown feeling inside him so he sealed himself for a while as he tried to control himself.

He would put himself in hibernation mode so that Zhen-Zhen would not be affected too or feel any discomfort because of him. FaMo succeeded in doing that.

On the other hand, if FaMo was able to manage it, there was one person who started to feel the effect of the drug.

Tristan who was lying on the bed and waiting for Zhen-Zhen to finish suddenly felt that the room temperature increased several degrees.