The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice

Chapter 175

“Delbert, I’ve been waiting for you,” Harriet said, her eyes heavy with

sleep.

She was a light sleeper and had noticed when Delbert left the room.

She knew he must have gone to see Milton, but she was puzzled by the troubled look on his face when he returned.

Delbert couldn’t help but chuckle. “Would you like to sleep when I

return?”

Caught off guard by his intense gaze, Harriet quickly lowered her eyes, her heart fluttering. “Delbert, I’ve prepared your bath.”

As he hadn’t mentioned his visit to Milton, Harriet didn’t dare to ask.

She was about to leave him in the bathroom when he suddenly grasped her hand.

“Stay, okay?” Delbert said.

His voice was low and enticing, stirring something within Harriet.

She blushed at his words.

They hadn’t been so intimate on the island.

“No, I want to watch TV.” Harriet quickly refused.

But he persisted, mimicking her coyness. “Don’t you love me anymore? Can’t you grant me this small request?”

He loosened his grip on her hand.

Startled, Harriet instinctively clung to him.

After a moment of hesitation, she finally relented.

He pulled her closer, finding her flushed face endearing.

Before she could react, she found herself sitting on his lap, his warm lips pressing against hers.

His large hand cradled her head while the other held

waist.

to stop. The scent of the woman seeped into his nose.

a muffled sound and struggled slightly.

move!” Delbert said with a

to control himself with her moving around

anything to her in the

Harriet immediately stopped

few minutes later, their clothes were soaked with sweat and

from the

eyes and lowered his voice. “It’s all

Harriet could comprehend the situation, she was already being carried into the bathtub, splashing water everywhere.

couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

she quickly covered her

in this heard, who knew what they

House

be embarrassing.

butler sent to eavesdrop, immediately went

Milton.

Delbert are pretty close,” he said.

listened and

seemed that Harriet was Delbert’s soft spot, an existence he couldn’t get his hands on. Otherwise,

control.

conflicting emotions over arranging the engagement

desired Delbert’s happiness but also dreaded this perceived

on purpose

huffed, too

cheeks were burning, and her heart

continued, “But

keep your voice

lust, Delbert took a

down on Harriet.

hospital, the black-clad man

his mission.

breathed a

reopened her wounds, leaving her face bleeding