No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 528 So Close

Bertram was taken aback, then tried to push her away. "Tamara! Have some self-respect. We're not young anymore, let's not embarrass ourselves."

Tamara clung tightly to Bertram. "No! Do you know what I've been through all these years? I've been living each day in a daze, just like a zombie. I've had enough of this life. It's only now that I've realized that life is too short, why should we make it hard for ourselves because of others? Bertram, I love you, and I want to be with you. Even if the whole world condemns me, I'll not regret it. You understand my feelings, don't you?"

She lifted her head, staring intently into his eyes. Her gaze was burning with fervor and madness.

Just like she was in her youth, her heart brimming with her love for him. He was all that mattered to her.

For a moment, Bertram was taken aback, his fists clenched tightly as he struggled with his emotions.

Seeing his dazed expression, Tamara got on her tiptoes, her hands wrapping around his neck, and leaned toward his lips.

Snapping back to reality, Bertram immediately leaned back to avoid her. "Tamara, you're drunk. I should probably take you home."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Tamara's response. He took her by the hand and led her toward the staircase.

If they stayed any longer, trouble was bound to happen.

"Bertram, look at me! Why can't you face me? What are you afraid of?" Tamara demanded as she was being led away.

Instead of answering, Bertram asked, "Which hotel are you staying at?"

"Don't change the subject!" Tamara quickly blocked Bertram's way. "Bertram, I know I still have a place in your heart. Can you please face your feelings? Don't spend the rest of your life in regret." "Stop messing around, where do you live?"

"Right next to your room."

Rendered speechless, Bertram stopped in his tracks.

Tamara chuckled. "What's the matter? Afraid your wife will find out?"

Bertram remained silent, continuing to lead her forward.

"I'm feeling dizzy. Please support me."

It seemed as though Tamara had gotten tipsy, leaning her entire body against him.

Bertram thought she would resist again, but to his surprise, she quietly let him guide her down from the rooftop.

Along the corridor, Tamara had become significantly quieter.

If there was any commotion, Jasmine would find out, and that would be bad news.

This was despite her eagerness to witness the pained expression on Jasmine's face when she discovered them. She knew it would be a satisfying sight.

Upon reaching the entrance of the room, Bertram turned to Tamara. "Where's your room key?"

the hotel room was soundproofed and Jasmine, asleep in the suite, couldn't hear any conversation

the room card, gently leading Tamara inside before letting her down on the couch. "You should rest up. I'm going

cheek resting against his back. "Bertram, don't leave. Stay with me a

past. From tomorrow onward, I promise not to bother you again. Bertram, can't you even grant me this small wish?" Bertram remained silent, only

"Thank you, Bertram."

a smirk. She folded her

with

and they

met; one of them

aback, as the room was instantly filled

affection as she wrapped her arms

if he was bewitched, Bertram found

felt warm

moment, he felt like

immerse himself in the moment, the sudden ring of his

distancing himself from Tamara. He pulled out his phone from his

sitting up from the couch. She noticed something

at her. He took a deep breath, paused for a moment, then answered, "Hello?

Tamara was dumbfounded.

I've already arrived at the office... Don't worry, it's

were all it took for Tamara to deduce that Bertram had come to see her under the pretense of

Tamara with

"Bertram..."

swiftly open the door and dashed out, as

the door

in anger. Her

so tightly that

flesh of her

to

was so close! A little bit more and I would have succeeded! Jasmine, I won't let you off for

than half an hour on the rooftop

eyes still heavy. "You're back? Is

as he undressed with an expressionless

on the bed, Jasmine twitched her nose slightly, catching a faint whiff of alcohol. Gradually, she tightened her grip

leaned into

along well with Nora was thinking, maybe we can get Jermaine to mediate. We could invite

Bertram nodded. "Alright."

even considered that Lenora might actually be Jasmine's daughter with

a misunderstanding, which wasn't entirely clarified

to reconcile with

Campbell family's new venture in Jeahron still required the

to busy herself at the photography studio. It was then that she received an invitation from