Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 152 Time For A Bath And Sleep

Nicholas’ face turned as dark as charcoal, his anger simmering just beneath the surface, ready to be ignited by even the smallest spark. “What did she say?” he muttered, struggling to comprehend Nancy’s words. “Young hunk? Mature man? Sister-brother romance? She even said she liked them all and wanted to try them one by one.” He stood by the bedside, silently witnessing her shocking revelations. If he hadn’t heard it with his own ears, he would have found it impossible to accept.

“Nancy, what about the person you’ve had a crush on for ten years?” His pitch-black eyes locked onto her, his voice laced with a cold and unyielding tone. “How can you move on as soon as you say you don’t love him?” Though he knew he wouldn’t get an answer, the burning rage within him continued to smolder.

She was a forgetful woman, capable of forgetting with alarming ease. Furthermore, she had just divorced him two days ago, yet she was already so eager to find a new boyfriend..

Nicholas felt increasingly uneasy as the reality of the situation sunk in. He grabbed Nancy’s wrist, pulling her towards him and burying his tall frame in the bed. With one hand supporting himself and the other gripping her wrist, he pressed it against the headboard, effectively trapping her in his gaze.

way, she had to face him, and the proximity was undeniable.

This

Her flushed and petite face met his, and for the first time in a while, he felt a sense of reassurance and familiarity. Only now did he start to feel a bit more at ease in his heart after truly seeing her and embracing her.

“Nancy, do you remember that you’ve just divorced? Why are you so eager to look for a boyfriend?” Nicholas suppressed his anger and asked with restraint.

Nancy briefly opened her eyes, then closed them again, muttering her defiance, “Who are you to control me?”

response was curt, teeth clenched.

body gracefully bending

brushed against Nicholas’ earlobe, creating an intimate closeness between them. Her warm breath on his skin was like a gentle caress. This tender sensation tormented him, pushing his emotional restraint to its limits. Words were no longer necessary; the atmosphere between them was overwhelming. When she finally spoke, her voice took on a breathy, seductive tone, making him even more defenseless. The tension within him, once taut like a bowstring, snapped with

her earlier laughter replaced by criticism as she

one hand and forcefully pulling her closer to him. In that instant, he understood that there was no way he could let her go. Without hesitation, he pressed his lips to hers, and they kissed. The intensity of their embrace increased as he greedily savored her unique flavor, consumed by a

as she struggled against the overwhelming tide of emotions. With one hand finally free, she raised

He looked at her with tenderness in his eyes and apologized, “Nancy, I’m sorry. I couldn’t control myself.” He had always prided himself on his unwavering self-control. At that moment, his thoughts were like a stampede of wild horses beyond his control, pushing him to desire her and make her his own. “Nicholas, you’re

Nicholas called room service. “I have a drunk woman here. Please send two people to help.”

Please wait a moment. We will send someone over right

less than five minutes.

is this

à moment. I’ll go get it.” After that, Nicholas made a phone call to

Linda was not much

her intoxication began to wane, leaving her considerably more lucid. While she remained inebriated, she could still discern that the man. carrying her was Luke. Her alcohol tolerance

washed over her. She pointed at him, her gaze somewhat unfocused, and asked, “Luke? Why are you here? Do you have any idea how much I don’t want to see you right now, especially

bath and go to sleep,” Luke assured her, pulling her

closer.

uncanny ability to sense his action as her eyes twinkled mischievously. Subsequently, she retreated to a corner and