Chapter 30: Just a Househusband

The next morning, a ray of golden sunlight shone from the window onto Greta's long sexy eyelashes. She opened her beautiful eyes slowly. The alarm clock rang out and woke up the beautiful Greta. She rubbed her bleary eyes and stretched herself. A strange warmth made her feel comfortable. Her waist didn't hurt anymore. To her surprise, it didn't hurt as usual. Could it be because he gave her a massage last night? Greta was doubtful. The massage she had last night had surprisingly good effect. Her waist and lower abdomen didn't hurt anymore. Greta wore a nightgown and she was drowsy. She walked down the stairs in sandals. She saw Harriet and Leila sitting beside the dining table and eating breakfast. Greta sat down beside Harriet and said meaningfully, "Greta, do you get up so late every day?" "So what?" Greta picked up a sandwich and didn't care about that. "When you studied at the Pennsylvania Business School, you had a regular routine. If the media knew that the No. 1 busines