Chapter 377

When Conrad Hilliard reached out for the paper bag, he suddenly stood up without warning. The blanket slid down along the sharp lines of his well-built torso. Calliope Godfrey froze, her breath catching in her throat. That scene hit harder than she’d expected—completely caught off guard. She spun around instantly, heart thudding like crazy. His low, teasing voice sounded behind her. "Didn't you already see it before? Even touched it. Why so shy now?" Her cheeks, already pink, turned scorching hot. Thank goodness no one was around! Gritting her teeth, she hissed, "Can you not? You're a station chief—how can you say stuff like that?" Conrad chuckled, even more amused. "What’s the big deal? You’re my wife. I can say whatever I want." Suddenly, his voice turned surprised. "Wait—did you get me new underwear?" Taking a deep breath, Calliope tried to keep her tone steady. "I tossed out those old, ripped ones. Don’t force it if they don’t fit anymore. Just tell me what you need, I’ll get it."