Elena immediately teleported them into their portable house, feeling embarrassed that someone might see her cradled in her husband's arms.
"Put me down! You promised you would let me rest for a while. What are you doing now?"
"Of course, wife. I always take my promises seriously. I've already filled the tub with water and added the scented flowers you like. I know you're tired, so your husband is ready to massage you, and afterwards, you can soak and relax in the tub."
"No hidden agenda?"
"Why don't you trust me?" Ethan said, feigning hurt at Elena's words.
"Fine."
Ethan immediately guided his beloved wife to the bathroom. He brought all his items and arranged them neatly beside the massage bed.
As Elena entered the bathroom, she was amazed by the layout of the portable house. It was her first time here in this bathroom, as she had mostly used the shower room to bathe.
'Is this really a bathroom? Why does it feel like a spa, and the interior design looks luxurious.'
