Chapter 963: Chapter 963

Xenia thought for a moment and said, “Let’s get the best high school teacher in the country right away to quickly tutor that girl named Rosie.” Upon hearing this, Patricia immediately looked disappointed and frowned, “Mom, we only have three days. There’s no way tutoring could make Rosie smarter than Ellinor.”

Xenia squinted her eyes in deep thought, “Didn’t Ellinor say your grandpa would be in charge of setting the questions? I’ll try to get the test paper for you in the next two days. Then, even Ellinor won’t be able to outdo someone who’s memorized the correct answers.”

After hearing this plan, Patricia’s eyes immediately sharpened, “Alright, let’s go with that. Mom, we must defeat Ellinor this time and make sure she never gets back on her feet.”

Xenia nodded, “Okay, go arrange a tutor for Rosie. Even if we’re going to have her memorize all the answers before the test, we need to make sure she understands some of the theories to avoid raising any suspicion.”

Patricia responded, “Okay, I’ll arrange it now.”

After leaving her daughter’s room, Xenia returned to her own room, where McNeil had just finished taking a shower and was changing his clothes.

This middle-aged man was in his shorts, bare-chested, and in great shape. Apart from a few wrinkles on his face, his body was as fit as ever, with tight and balanced muscles.

Seeing her husband’s abs made Xenia suddenly feel very excited, and she swallowed hard.

However, McNeil reacted as if he had seen a pervert. He quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself, frowning, “Why didn’t you knock before coming in?”

Xenia pouted a bit, “McNeil, I’m your wife, and we have two children! Do I still need to knock before entering our room?”

Although their bedroom was shared, they had never slept in it together. Over the years, McNeil had been sleeping in a small partition in the bedroom.

Because the partition was too small, only a single bed could fit in it. There was no room for him to store his clothes, so he kept them outside the partition and also had to take showers in their shared bathroom.

McNeil ignored her, took his clothes, and went into the partition to change.

Xenia couldn’t hold back any longer. She ran over and hugged him from behind, pressing her body against his, “McNeil, how much longer are you going to ignore me? It’s been so many years; don’t you miss me? Or are you satisfying your needs elsewhere? How can other women be cleaner than me?

McNeil, I feel so lonely; can you stop leaving me alone in this cold bed?”

Her voice was sweet; any weaker-willed man would have surrendered by now.

However, McNeil didn’t waver at all; he just said very unhappily, “Let go.”

Xenia didn’t want to let go; she continued to explore downwards on his body, “McNeil…”

McNeil reached his limit. He gripped her hand, turned, and abruptly pushed her away, “Isn’t this the life you wanted? You’ve become Mrs. Howard; aren’t you satisfied?”

Xenia fell to the ground, but she didn’t give up. She turned her head, looked at him with seductive eyes, and began unbuttoning her top, “What I want is your love, not the status! McNeil, look at me! I’ve been keeping myself in top shape for you all these years!