Tangled Temptations

Chapter 292

Harvey, engrossed in his work, had been attending endless social events. He had had a bit too much to drink at one such event and felt a bit light-headed as he got into his car.

Oblivious to Harvey's personal life troubles, his driver opened the car door for him and offhandedly commented, "Attorney Horigan, you've had a bit too much to drink. Ms. Laurent won't be pleased, you know. Women don't like their men drunk."

Harvey leaned back in his seat and lit up a cigarette, releasing a puff of smoke into the air. He chuckled lightly. "Does she even care?"

His relationship with his wife, Eloise, was as if he were single. She was distant and aloof. They hadn't had sex for months.

She wouldn't even let him touch her. Instead of resolving their arguments in the bedroom, she'd moved to another room. Even speaking to her was a challenge

now.

Sensing the tension, the driver wisely chose to remain silent and returned to his seat, preparing to drive off.

Just then, a soft voice called out, "Attorney Horigan." Harvey turned his head and was surprised to find it was Monika. She was walking with a slight limp, leaning on a cane for support.

Following his gaze, Monika looked down at her own leg, "The doctor said it will be back to normal in a couple of months, no lasting damage."

Finishing her sentence, she portrayed a pitiful look. She always thought that Harvey, having conflicts with his wife, would come to see her. However, she had waited in vain. But that was fine. If he wouldn't come to her, she would find a way to him.

Harvey nodded slightly and instructed his driver to start the car. The driver turned the car around and drove off. Monika watched as the luxurious black car passed her by, a cold smirk playing on her lips. She then dropped her cane and fell to the ground, looking frail and pitiful.

Harvey happened to see this and frowned, contemplating for a moment before saying, "Stop the car."

The driver looked a bit confused.

Harvey calmly said, "Help her into the car and take her home."

The driver hesitated, "Ms. Laurent won't be pleased if she finds out."

Harvey was quite tipsy. He rubbed his forehead and said, "She won't know unless you tell her. Besides, it's just a ride home, no big deal."

Without any other option, the driver got out of the car and helped Monika inside.

Monika sat next to Harvey. He was collecting himself and didn't speak to her, but she could smell the pleasant scent of pine on him. She discreetly turned to study him. His profile was impeccable, every feature sharp and refined. The car, too, was extraordinarily luxurious.

Monika greedily took in everything around her. She leaned in slightly, breathing in his comforting scent, and imagined herself having sex with him.

Would Attorney Horgan hold her down? Would his expression be twisted with passion? Merely thinking about it ignited something within Monika.

She looked at his crisp white shirt and impulsively leaned in to leave a kiss on it. Her light orange lipstick left a mark on the white fabric, noticeable only to those who were paying close attention.

Harvey frowned, opened his eyes, and Monika quickly straightened up.

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a decent apartment complex. The driver escorted Monika out of the car.

Harvey remained seated, showing no intention of getting out. Monika leaned forward and softly said, "Attorney Horigan, thank you for driving me home. If you need me to explain to Mrs. Horigan, I will make sure she knows there's nothing between us."

Harvey looked at her face and gave a casual smile, not saying a word.

eyes this time. In fact, he had noticed when Monika had leaned in earlier. A young girl, who looked so much like Joan and was even her younger sister, was trying

that he could have her if he wanted

few seconds of hesitance were a test he had set up for himself. He wanted to

she closed her eyes to play the piano. That sense of stirring

options. Harvey chose his family. He

Horigan Mansion.

he looked up at the mansion. Most of the lights were off due to the late hour, but the light in Eloise's

Linda and Darrien, he turned the knob to Eloise's room. She hadn't locked

draped in a soft silk nightgown. Her exposed skin was translucent under the light. She held a book

so long, he felt a yearning for her. He leaned in, wrapping his arms around her, and began to kiss her softly and

was more docile

for a while and

her groggy eyes and stared

stain on the collar of

face pale and

still mad at him and didn't want to be intimate. So he gently bit her earlobe and

back on the sofa. Her body was voluptuous and tempting, but her words were icy cold. "You've

up at her.

fingers unbuttoned his shirt

same car, but the driver was there too. What

off the rest of his shirt, took it off, and threw it straight into the trash can. He turned

spoke calmly, "Yes, you've done nothing. You merely helped reinstate her academic status, rented her an apartment, paid her tuition, and even found her a good job. Harvey, how is this any different from keeping a

his brows. "I don't have the time for such

window, gazing at the darkness outside. She murmured, "Harvey, you allowed her to get close to you, to challenge your lawful

apartment, and let her take off your coat with tender care. You might even indulge in her intimacy, and allow her to kiss you. If it felt good, she could

was lighting a cigarette, the lit end burning his fingers. After a while, he spoke, "Eloise, why do you have to put it in such

argue with him. She simply whispered, "The truth is often ugly. Harvey, you came home tonight because we're

felt a pang of pain in her heart.

bit too much to drink; his head was throbbing. He stared at Eloise's retreating figure, realizing that they wouldn't reach a resolution tonight. He rubbed his forehead. "Let's talk about this tomorrow. You should get some sleep." Eloise remained unmoved. However, when

turned around, seeing only

did she ever truly love

ever truly love each

...

returned to the sofa. She

her face devoid of much emotion. She had anticipated

moment Harvey took responsibility for

Joan years ago, and how passionate and scandalous it

died, a perfect replacement would

aware of what he was thinking. If she were single and unmarried, she would

set a bad example for

of her bedside table and took out two

a separation agreement, and the other

...

still taking care of

marital discord had been kept hidden from the children, but Linda was a sensitive child. She could feel that her parents