Chapter 368 He Couldn't Bear It

Dalton jumped. He landed awkwardly, twisting his ankle, but he just ignored the pain.

He limped toward the separate house where Chandler lived.

It was late, the night eerily quiet, and no one was around to stop. him.

He saw a soft light glowing from one of the rooms and approached slowly.

Then, he heard it. It was gentle, faint moans from a woman.

The sound was soft, alluring, and stirred something deep inside him.

He recognized it as Meryl's voice.

Dalton's body trembled. He could imagine the scene unfolding behind that door. There was something passionate, something intimate.

He thought, "Uncle Chandler must be enjoying himself, right?

He's possessing her, tasting her beauty. Uncle Chandler must be over the moon."

Dalton regretted it.

hadn't held onto those moral principles

368 He Couldn't Bear

veins pulsing at his temples, his eyes

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but despite knowing what was happening inside, he couldn't

his face, he suddenly started pounding on the door violently as if he wanted to break it down. He knew if he didn't make them stop, he'd

sounds inside

pulling the blanket over herself,

glanced toward the door, his eyes

disturbing them. Chandler quickly guessed who was at the

wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he pulled Meryl tightly

flushed crimson as she pressed herself against his chest, her body trembling slightly. She could hear his deep, raspy voice whispering, "Ignore

the steady thumping

made her realize just how audacious this man could be. Chapter 368

expected Chandler to be so indulgent, wanting to

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now," she whispered softly. "I'm embarrassed.

it is."

anyone had heard the earlier sounds, but the thought of it made her feel

Though they'd already tangled multiple times that afternoon, he

was exhausted, but he seemed in no

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