Chapter 33 Time To Kiss

Sarah became more and more panicked, her chest beating fast as Michael's handsome face slowly drew near to hers.

Sarah's brain was thinking hard, what should she do with this situation?

The two of them were half naked by the pool in the slightly chilly night air. With an atmosphere like this. It's time to kiss!

Michael started to tilt his head. The closeness of their faces allowed Sarah to feel Michael's breath against her lips.

Slowly… getting closer…

Suddenly Sarah grabbed Michael's hand that was holding her waist, then let it go.

"I-I want to swim," Sarah said nervously and just walked away.

Michael blinked his eyes, trying to process what was going on.

"Does my breath stink?" Michael thought innocently then covered his mouth with both hands and exhaled. Michael immediately tilted his head as he smelled his own breath.

That's not too bad.

So why? Why does his wife seem to be avoiding him? It was the perfect atmosphere for a kiss!

Michael stared at Sarah's body as it swam away from him. There was a slightly hurt expression on Michael's face. For some reason, he felt that Sarah was avoiding him a little.

Michael finally decided to quickly get out of the pool and head into the house.

Meanwhile, Sarah could feel her chest still beating fast. She didn't imagine Michael would suddenly kiss her!

Well… actually it wasn't all of a sudden, the two of them were already married, and the atmosphere was perfect for kissing. Sarah admits it.

However, Sarah was still not ready. There was a little part of her that said this wasn't right.

Why did she have to kiss that a*shole ex-husband?

Sarah immediately turned around when she heard the sound of splashing water and saw Michael who apparently decided to get up and go inside.

Sarah sighed. Seems like Michael got a little annoyed and she spoiled the mood.

"I was planning to make him crazy about me though," thought Sarah and then sank into the pool until the water reached her lips. She felt disappointed because it seemed her heart did not match with her mind.

"Wifey!"

Sarah immediately stood back up and turned when she heard Michael calling her. She immediately saw Michael walking towards her carrying a tray with two glasses and a bottle of wine on it.

Sarah was a little stunned, unconsciously her gaze immediately turned to Michael's shirtless body.

His broad shoulders, well-built chest muscles, sixpack abs.

Again this wasn't the first time she'd seen Michael's shirtless body, but Sarah subconsciously swallowed her own saliva.

Michael's body that was slightly wet from the water made him a little sexier.

"Let's have some wine," Michael said then sat down by the pool and looked at Sarah with a faint smile. A little nervous that Sarah would turn him down again.

Sarah was silent for a moment. Drinking wine while swimming wasn't a good choice, at least as a doctor, Sarah wouldn't recommend it.

However, she felt satisfied enough to swim so it didn't seem a problem to have a little wine since she wasn't going to swim anymore. Let's just hope there are no emergency patients and she's not suddenly contacted by her co-workers.

After making her decision, Sarah immediately approached Michael and sat beside him.

Michael immediately smiled, then took a towel and covered Sarah's body from behind.

"You have no problem drinking, right?" Michael asked again to be sure. He didn't want Sarah to suddenly get angry or spoil the mood again.

Sarah tightened the towel around her shoulders and nodded.

p "I'm just going to have a little drink," she replied with a smile.

Michael then took the bottle of wine and the corkscrew, his expression was serious as he put the corkscrew in the cap of the bottle so he didn't realize that Sarah had been staring at Michael's body for a long time.

The sound of a plop when the bottle was finally opened made Sarah realize and immediately throw away her face that feels hot.

"What's wrong with me tonight?" Sarah thought waving her hand over her face.

Since refusing a kiss from Michael and seeing Michael coming back with such a sexy appearance made Sarah feel something strange.

"Wifey," Michael called and handed her the glass that was already filled with wine.

Sarah immediately turned and took the glass.

"Let's have a toast," Michael said, taking the glass and lifting it. Sarah did the same and their glasses touched, then they both took a sip of their wine.

The atmosphere by the pool was quiet, Michael and Sarah did not speak at all and just stared at their feet who were currently in the pool while occasionally sipping their drinks.

"Sarah," Michael called suddenly, causing Sarah to lift her head and look at Michael.

"Married me…. Are you happy?" Michael asked quietly, looking at Sarah. The expression on his face was hard to decipher.

He had absolutely no recollection of what had happened during these past five years.

Michael can understand that Sarah doesn't want her co-workers to know that he is her husband, Michael also feels that Sarah is still the Sarah he knows, shy and adorable.

But somehow Michael felt Sarah seemed to be creating a distance with him. So he wondered if something had happened before he had the accident?

Did he and Sarah fight?

Sarah bit her lower lip when she heard the question. She didn't expect Michael to ask such a question.

Sarah didn't answer right away, she took another sip of her wine, then looked at Michael.

"I'm… happy," Sarah replied with a smile.

Is she happy with her marriage to Michael? Sarah herself didn't know. There are times when she is happy, there are times when she is unhappy and hurt, because every marriage does not always have happy times.

But if asked which side had more, Sarah would answer confidently that she wasn't happy, she was hurt. That's why she and Michael divorced, right?

"Why do you ask such thing?" Sarah asked trying to look confused.

Michael opened his mouth, trying to convey his suspicions, but he decided to close it again and shook his head.

"It's nothing," Michael replied with a smile.

Sarah just nodded when she heard that.

"Is Michael getting suspicious?" thought Sarah averting her eyes and then taking another sip of her wine.

"Wifey," Michael called softly, making Sarah turn her head back.

Michael said nothing and leaned forward, slowly approaching Sarah.

Sarah was stunned again when she saw Michael who was trying to kiss her once again. Unlike what happened at the pool earlier, Sarah is now more relaxed and less panicked.

Michael's face is getting closer, the distance between the two is only a few inches so he can feel Sarah's breath.