Beauty's face turned pale as she lifted her gaze to meet Lucas's, her heart fluttering wildly like a startled deer.
"Lucas, do you really have to be like this?
Can't you at least save me some faces in front of my friend?"
Her brows furrowed in displeasure, and she pouted at him like a wounded little rabbit, making Hannah stifle a laugh.
A faint smirk tugged at Lucas's lips as he murmured in a low voice, "My dear wife, how exactly would you like me to save your face?"
Beauty's eyes sparkled with sudden boldness.
Rising onto her tiptoes, she pinched his ear—so abruptly that Hannah nearly collapsed in shock.
Clearly, even Lucas hadn't expected her to dare provoke the tiger.
He froze, letting her tug at his ear, his expression darkening dangerously.
"There! That's better!"
Though emboldened, Beauty only dared a light pinch before quickly releasing him.
