Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter161,

His clear gaze deepened. He remembered the kiss from earlier that morning, the overwhelming desire, the soft, yielding touch of her lips, sweeter than strawberry cake, a taste he couldn’t forget. He leaned closer, his lips inches from hers, then stopped… Reason and desire warred within him, pulling him back, yet urging him forward…

Time and air seemed to freeze, a back–and–forth tug–of–war. After a long moment, he sighed softly, finally pulling back, returning to his seat, loosening his tie, and downing a large glass of ice water.

I slept like a log, my head tilted at an unnatural angle, as if someone had deliberately positioned it. A minute later, I subtly wiggled a finger; ten minutes later, I swiftly pulled the blanket over my head, transforming myself into a mummy. My heart pounded for fifteen minutes, the lingering thrill echoing in my chest. Except for my breathing, I felt light as a feather, only my heart still racing.

Did he ever think I might wake up?! I’m not Sleeping Beauty! I don’t need a kiss to wake up! I wanted to open my eyes, let him kiss

Could someone tell me how long it would take for the effects of that drug to completely wear off

up, though the fatigue and faint exhaustion made me look like I’d been through the wringer… that’s probably what people look like

me.“Did

you didn’t wake me up, did you? I’m hard to wake up when I’m asleep; even thunder wouldn’t rouse me.”

dark shadow flickered across his eyes. He stood up.“Let’s go once you’re

He got up