Chapter 281

The next moming, I was rudely awakened by the relentless barking of Coly.

“Ugh…” I moaned, feeling completely worn out from the restless sleep.

Stretching out with a yawn, I had half a mind to kick Colin, who was clinging to me like an octopus, right off the bed.

But with the wounds he was nursing, I held back.

– གཿ ཧ ཆ ང ད ང

Thinking about last night…

Just the thought made my cheeks flare with anger and embarrassment.

That guy, he never holds back when it comes to flirting or, well, getting frisky.

Like now, for instance. He didn’t seem to have any intention of getting up, continuing to playfully pester me instead.

“Phoebe… so sleepy,” Colin murmured groggily, tightening his grip around me from behind, his limbs a bit too restless for my liking.

“Colin, for heaven’s sake, it’s your granddad’s funeral today.” I swatted him on the forehead to make my point.

Colin grunted in discomfort, reluctantly giving in. “He wasn’t my granddad…”

I knew he still harbored resentment towards Brendan, but there were appearances to keep up with.

tried to get up, Colin suddenly pulled me back,

his smoldering gaze making my heart race. “What are you doing?”

down to plant a kiss on my

he whispered.

a suppressed groan, clearly displeased, as he headed to the shower, casting a resentful glance at my belly.

the little one

he’d have his way

I quietly slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom to

the bathroom devoid of steam, instead filled with a chill. His back was

touch the scars on

a moment, his long legs

husky with

“It’s not

my

I shook my head. “Does it

about now

hurt

turning, Colin shook

could it not have hurt.

He turned off the

traced down to a scar about four centimeters long on the left side of his waist, clearly from a knife

gripping my fingers and taking a deep breath.

“No,

tone. His desires, freshly quenched with

or something?” I asked through

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