Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 153 Waking Up And Mistaken Identity

“She was very drunk, and I’m not an animal,” Luke replied.

Nicholas raised an eyebrow. “So, do you think I am one?”

Luke was speechless.

Over the years, despite Nicholas often portraying the image of a gentleman, he had a knack for sarcasm, which left Luke with a single term in mind-a refined rascal.

Luke began to urge Nicholas, saying, “Just take what you need and leave.”

Nicholas, calm and collected, responded, “Don’t worry, I’m not interested in live-streaming real-life experiences, and I have no appetite for such pleasures.”

The mention of live-streaming and pleasures incited Luke’s frustration, culminating in him pushing Nicholas and ordering, “Hurry up and get out of here.”

Nicholas was at the door when a sudden memory of Nancy’s words resurfaced in his mind. She had said, “Linda, I think the young hunk in your phone with the great physique is much better than Nicholas. How about you introduce him to me?”

He couldn’t help but mutter, “Young hunk and mature man, huh?” Hence, he narrowed his eyes and teased Luke, “But I think, with your figure, you might seem a bit unimpressive to Linda.”

“What do you mean?”

Nicholas elaborated, “She likes men with great physiques.”

Unimpressed, Luke chuckled and retorted, “Is my physique not good enough?”

Nicholas nodded approvingly, his smile remaining. “It’s good, but it’s probably not as good as the young hunk and the mature man on her phone. I heard that her camera roll is full of different styles and a variety of options.”

As the realization of Nicholas’ words dawned on Luke, his expression darkened.

Just as Nicholas had left, Linda had finished her shower, wrapping herself in a towel. Her fair, long legs were exposed as she walked out with wet hair, and her small, rosy-blushed face retained a dewy, post- shower glow, enhancing her natural beauty. Her natural beauty was already striking, and the touch of blush only added to her allure.

When he saw Linda, Luke’s throat went dry, a brief moment of unease crossing his features. Despite the racing thoughts provoked by Nicholas’ earlier words, Luke quickly regained his composure, his eyes becoming inscrutable. He had always been a master of masking his emotions. Suddenly, he reached out and firmly gripped her chin. His voice, low and intense, rumbled from his throat. “Young hunk? Mature man?”

She winced in pain, a soft “Boohoo…” escaping her lips. “Luke, what are you doing? Let go of me.”

“Linda…” His serious and stern voice lingered in her ear as he continued, “Other than me, I suggest you

not think about anyone else.”

Linda retorted, “I’m certainly not thinking about anyone else; I just want to sleep.” With that, she promptly jumped onto the bed and cocooned herself in the warm blanket.

Observing her, Luke couldn’t help but smile, feeling a significant wave of relief wash over him.

When Nicholas returned, the two hotel staff had just finished showering Nancy. With her nightgown in hand, he handed it to them. They aided Nancy in changing, and together, they opened the bathroom door.

Observing the situation, Nicholas immediately moved forward, lifting Nancy gently and placing her back on the bed. The shower had left her feeling relaxed, and she turned over and soon drifted off to sleep.

The following morning, Nancy stirred in her sleep, letting out a soft whimper as she turned onto her side. In a sleepy whisper, she called out, “Linda, but there was no response. Growing concerned, she called again, “Linda, do you have a headache? What’s going on? My head hurts so much!” She was still in a semi-asleep state with her eyes closed, subconsciously calling out.

With no response to her calls, she decided to reach out and feel around. Her fingers brushed against what she thought was Linda’s sleep shirt, but little did she know it was Nicholas’ body she was touching. Despite the unusual nature of the situation, she remained oblivious as she continued to express her comfort, “Linda, this bed is so comfortable!”

She rolled over in bed, unintentionally pulling the man into her embrace. At the same time, she stretched her legs, clamping him between hers. She then snuggled into his arms, seeking a comfortable position, looking utterly content.

In her contented state, Nancy murmured, “Linda, why do I feel like you’ve grown taller, and… the muscles on your body seem to be more defined. Have you been working out lately and trying to develop your abs?” She continued playfully, “I heard that having abs is very sexy; I’m so envious. Can I touch them, please? I promise to only touch a little.” And without waiting for a response, her hand slipped into Nicholas’ pajamas, finding its way to his waist.

At that very moment, an electric current seemed to course through his entire body. He parted his lips, drawing in a sharp breath and releasing it slowly. Already in the throes of morning hormones, her touch ignited deeply buried emotions within him. Each wave of sensation seemed more intense than the last.

With her eyes closed, Nancy sighed. “Wow, Linda, your methods are incredibly effective. How do you do it? I might have to give it a try when I get back.” As she prepared to retract her hand, something unexpected happened. She hesitated for a moment, then quickly withdrew her hand.

Just then, in a dizziness that seemed like the world spinning, Nancy felt as though someone had scooped her up and then pressed her onto the bed. Her hand once again felt the muscular strength of the person beside her. As realization dawned, she slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the unmistakably familiar face in front of her. “Nicholas? How is that possible? How… How could he be here?” The thought raced through her mind as she tried to make sense of the situation.

She was left momentarily speechless in shock. After a brief pause, she finally found her voice and inquired, “You… How did you get here? Why are you on my

bed?”

Nicholas countered, “Why can’t I be here?” He then began to explain, “I arrived last night.”

night’s heavy drinking, a good

know what? I actually

think the young hunk in your phone with the great physique is much better than Nicholas. How about you introduce him to

is

“Naughty, go away.”

leave,” Nancy urged.

mind, causing her to bite her lip in regret. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She pondered, Oh my goodness! Did I really say all those things? Did I criticize his appearance and ask Linda to introduce me to a new boyfriend? Oh no! Did those words really escape my mouth? Have I brought this trouble

for his response and added, “Please don’t tell me it was just a coincidence that you happened to be on a business trip and stumbled upon me. I won’t believe that kind of

confessed, “It’s definitely not

“Then what

154 How Can You Compensate

breath in an attempt to regain her composure. Strangely, a glimmer of unexpected hope flickered within her when she asked Nicholas. Nevertheless, she

come and visit her. I had just gone through a divorce and was feeling quite low, so he invited me to join him and unwind. As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I witnessed two distressed women crying and embracing one another. You happened to be one of them,” Nicholas explained with unwavering

explanation rather logical. After all, Linda was here for work, and her romantic involvement with Luke made his visit reasonable. Tentatively, Nancy began to believe his narrative and asked, “So, how did you end up in my room?” Suddenly, she struggled to

no longer married, so the prospect of sharing a bed was bewildering.

someone was intoxicated and insisted on dragging me into her room. She even asked

she scratched her head. She then turned her intense gaze toward him and questioned earnestly,

throat, he retorted, “Am I

the situation, she decided to put an end to this conversation. She just wanted to leave. “Fine. I’ll concede. Let go of me. I want to

closing the gap to within an inch of her. “I spent the whole night sleeping with you,” he said. “My back and arms are sore. Don’t you think you should compensate me in some

deepened as she nervously inquired, “Compensate for what?” Her curiosity was quickly replaced by a realization, prompting her to push him away with

retreat like a startled rabbit, Nicholas couldn’t help but smirk and playfully quip, “So, you’re that afraid of me?

about I treat you to a meal?”

exiting the bathroom, she was faced with a clothing dilemma. “What should I wear for the meal?” Then, her gaze fell upon her luggage, revealing a

looking somewhat embarrassed, admitted, “There was a reason for it last night. It was

you. However, you kept bothering me, so I didn’t have time to tidy up.” He

personal clothing, but it seemed pointless to argue about it at

the room together, heading for the elevator. However, they ran into

her, clutching her hand as if Linda were her savior. Their

“Luke is here?”

is here

words left the women in silence. As they stood in the elevator, two tall and imposing men loomed

self-service breakfast. After the chance meeting with Linda, the women managed to secure a two-seat spot near the window in the corner.

glance and held their respective plates of food, Luke and Nicholas seemed to realize the situation. They

and Nancy began to converse freely, with Linda expressing her astonishment, “I’m so

too, but please choose your words carefully, Ms. Steward. He didn’t come here

me.”

obvious. Isn’t he here

sipped her milk thoughtfully and replied, “He said that Luke came to find you,

he says. Moreover, Luke never mentioned coming here to visit me. If he had such plans,

exclaimed, “How can that be?”

the whole night together?” Linda asked.

briefly and

to be apart from you, so

any reason why Nicholas would have lingering feelings for her,

sleep in the same room with

the one who was drunk

momentarily speechless by

had finished their meal, she set her cutlery down and promptly led Nancy to

are

“The surveillance room!”

Nancy was even

believe that you seduced him. Let me assure you, it must have been him bothering you. The surveillance room is just ahead. Let’s go inside to review the video from yesterday,

then nodded decisively.

fixed on the screen. As she observed herself in a state of complete drunkenness, almost unconscious and entirely oblivious to her surroundings, the footage depicted Nicholas forcefully carrying her back to the room. Her frustration intensified, and she clenched her fists as her face turned as red as an apple. She marched straight up to the man,

You Come Here On Purpose?

angrily, “Why did you lie to me?” Her face was pouting, and Luke, sensing the situation,

a seat,” Nicholas

stark contrast to her anger, as he appeared unfazed by the situation, almost as if he found everything inconsequential. Yet, strangely, the calmer he seemed,

persisting in her

jet-black eyes locked onto hers. Then, in a hushed tone, he