CHAPTER 92
AZALEA
“Ahh!”
“Damnnn! Bad timing, we must run!”
“I’m so wet!”
“I hope it's because of me.”
“Damn it, Dimitri! You can still joke at times like this?”
“Run, honey!”
We sprinted through the lawn as fast as we could, over the sprinkling of water like harsh rain showers. We were like two wet puppies, running side by side.
Upon reaching the covered portion of the garden, I raised my hand to my face to wipe the water off. Our clothes were dripping water on the floor. I wanted to grab Dimitri's collar and wring his neck, but I just whine in silence. How dare this monster forget that it was time for the irrigation system to turn on?
“Sorry, honey, I forgot that they set the lawn sprinkler at 9:30 in the evening,” he muttered amusedly.
What was there to be amused about? How
