Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 167

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Chapter 167 The Reason Behind Erin’s Kidnapping

Jazzlyn was so happy she could cry when Chandler said that. However, she pretended to be composed and didn’t dare show it. If she seemed too eager, she would look like some depraved nymphomaniac.

Hence, Jazzlyn lowered her eyes and said shyly, “I didn’t mean that-”

Feeling awkward, Gaston pretended to clear his throat. Since his grandson was willing to make up for the uneventful wedding night with his new bride, he thought he should leave and give the young ones some private space.

He suddenly looked at Kyle and said, “Could you please escort me back, Kyle? I’m feeling a little under the weather, I think I’d better head

back now.”

“Grandpa- Jazzlyn called out, making a show of feeling reluctant about Gaston’s departure.

Gaston glanced at her and stated, “Jazzlyn, you should stay tonight. There’s no need to send me off.”

After Kyle and Gaston left, Chandler dismissed the butler and maids in the living room.

As Chandler, a man so perfect he could pass off as an ethereal deity, walked toward Jazzlyn step by step, her heartbeat became so erratic that she nearly passed out. It wasn’t until Chandler stood in front of her, tilting his head down to stare at her, that Jazzlyn truly believed he was looking at her right there and then.

Thinking of the Overton family, Chandler squinted his eyes and smirked. “Do you really desire me this much?”

It was very rare for Chandler to be so proactive, so Jazzlyn naturally didn’t want to miss out on such an opportunity. Without Gaston’s help, perhaps Chandler would never have paid attention to her. She thought that if she offered herself to him, maybe he would fall in love

with her.

She voluntarily closed her eyes, waiting for Chandler to kiss her with an expectant and coquettish expression.

At the sight of this, Chandler almost snorted aloud with disdain. He leaned slightly closer to her ear and whispered in a deep voice, “Go to

room and take a shower.

that, he turned and left. Jazzlyn’s eyes flew open and caught sight of the tall and upright figure walking up the

heart raced uncontrollably.

like him had probably never sincerely loved a woman before.

Jazzlyn vowed inwardly.

something like this–there was a beautiful and sexy nightgown

face was truly an unrivaled masterpiece. Chandler’s physical appearance was fatal to Jazzlyn. She couldn’t help but fall

at him.

perfect man I’ve ever

switched off the lights. The moonlight that streamed in from outside

serene.

isn’t built on any

his hand and immediately took it from him. She smiled lightly and said, “Sure. I’ll drink

clinked their glasses and downed their wine.

down facing upward, feeling her blood boiling throughout her body. The thought of becoming Chandler’s woman tonight made Jazzlyn so excited that she wanted to shout

but he had a frosty look in his eyes all

the ribbon holding

her head growing heavier,

become your woman… I

fainter. Then, she completely fell asleep. Even if she were thrown into a pool of ice, she

the wine glasses, he left the room. From the dark corridor, a man similar in height and build to Chandler walked toward him. When he passed by Chandler, he

softly. “There’s no need to be gentle with her.”

lightly. “Yes, Mr. Frost.”

Jazzlyn’s room. Long before Chandler married Jazzlyn, he’d hired this man. In the event there were unavoidable

you dared use my

and started video conferencing with the hackers at his desk. The four hackers were

and asked sternly. “What have

woman. They happened to be photographed by

uncovered the true reason and motivation of

grim expression, he ordered, “Send me that woman’s information.”

leader immediately sent the information to him with a single

Chandler’s oversized computer screen, a woman’s face appeared. The woman looked young, probably in her early twenties. Her attire was reminiscent of the fashion trends from an earlier era. From the looks of it, the photo was an old

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