Boomerang Love

Naomi was amused and annoyed by Brendan's fury. She coaxed, "I never let anyone touch me. I still have my clothes on."

Brendan retorted, "You mean your pants and socks?"

Brendan didn't even get to touch Naomi that much, and he surely hadn't done the deed enough times either. Who were they to get their hands all over Naomi's body? The more Brendan thought about it, the angrier he became.

More importantly, he wouldn't allow anyone to touch Naomi, no matter how many times he touched or slept with her. Not even massages were permitted.

Seeing Brendan's jealousy, Naomi rubbed her temple and sighed to herself.

She took a deep breath and looked at him. "I'm a married woman. That young man hasn't even gotten married yet. Who's the one getting taken advantage of? Definitely not me!"

Brendan didn't argue with her twisted logic. He turned to the people massaging Ronald and asked, "Why don't I hear anything from Ronald?"

Hering this, Ronald immediately started wailing again.

Naomi felt a headache rising, partly from Brendan's annoyance and partly from Ronald's cries.

"Naomi, save me. I'm about to die." Ronald's pitiful voice stirred Bailey's heart. She was even wondering if she should start preparing for his funeral now.

Upon seeing this, Naomi's head snapped to Brendan. "What do you want, Brendan?"

Naomi didn't really care if Ronald was in pain. But she was starting to feel irritated about his wails. And she would be cruel to not help Ronald So, she opted to talk it out with Brendan.

Brendan snorted, "You're the one at fault. Why are you asking me this?"

Naomi wanted to punch Brendan. It was just a massage. What exactly did she do wrong? Were men the only ones who could get massages?

The thing was, Brendan had just announced that he had never come close to Naomi's level and let another woman touch him. Naomi didn't know how to rebuke that.

She never expected Brendan to keep a clean record.

After some thought, Naomi sighed, "Then I'll allow you to visit massage parlors too."This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Naomi wasn't exactly happy with her decision. After all, she never once fussed about where Brendan was!

It was just a massage. Why was Brendan making a big deal out of it? She couldn't imagine how Brendan would react if she did end up cheating on him.

Brendan scoffed at Naomi's suggestion. "I'm not as fickle as you."

Naomi was amused by his words. "Fine, whatever you say. Do you want an award for being better than me?"

After their argument, Naomi finally understood Brendan's purpose.

Naomi crossed her arms. "I'll be faithful in the future and won@sb much as look at other men, okay?" fo

In the end, wasn't he just trying to prove that he was, better than her? In that case, she would play along.

After this, Brendan turned to John. "Bring me a pen and paper, Mr. Johnson."

John quickly complied and brought the items.

Seeing this, Brendan hinted at the paper and pen. "Write down all the promises you just made." Naomi gave him a blank look.