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, trapping me on the

me beneath him, his smoldering gaze making my heart

to plant a

he

out a suppressed groan, clearly displeased, as he headed to the

blaming the little

the pregnancy, he’d have his way with me

I quietly slipped out of bed and

chill. His back was to me; the scars

reached out to touch the scars on his back.

moment, his long legs shifting as if contemplating

voice was husky

“It’s not

my

I shook my head. “Does it

I wasn’t asking about

it hurt

Colin shook

it not

one?” He turned off the shower, not wanting

fingers traced down to a scar about four centimeters long on the left

my fingers and taking

“No,

me…” His voice trailed off, frustration evident in his tone. His desires, freshly quenched with the cold water, were stirring

something?” I asked through gritted teeth.

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