Chapter 817

Chapter 817

Brad had come all the way to Pittsbrew, and it definitely wasn't to sleep on the couch. How long had it been since he last held Nadine in his arms while they slept? He couldn't even remember. The only thing he remembered was the faint fragrance of her skin and the softness of her body.

It was strange, to be honest. Nadine was slender, almost to the point of skin and bones, yet she had all the right curves. Her chest and hips were particularly generous, and though her lower belly had a slight post-pregnancy pudge, it didn't take away from her beauty at all.

It was soft and cushy under his touch, incredibly comforting. Every time they were intimate, he loved to squeeze that little bit of flesh on her lower belly-it felt so good.

For a man who hadn't been able to make love to his wife in such a long time, not being able to sleep in the same bed was nothing short of torture. But he could tell that letting him sleep on the couch was already as far as she was willing to go.

cold and might even book herself a separate room. That would defeat the purpose of being in the same room as Nadine. Hence, without another word, he accepted her decision with a stiff nod, turned

he had insisted on taking the bed, she would have

much as a blanket tugged at her heart. Nadine

slightly, making it clear he didn't want her to touch him. In the process, the gruesome scar on his

saved her. He must have been in so much pain back then. Even a paper

had also damaged his nerves, and it might never heal. There were certain fine movements

the scar on Brad's arm. Unable to look at him any longer, she turned her head away and pulled the edge of the blanket over the ugly scar,

night in Pittsbrew was nothing like Janctera City's. Brad was always particular about where he slept, and he

How could she be so heartless? He'd shown her the scar on his arm, yet

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