The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2083

Declan took out his military uniform from his suitcase and hung it on the wall above his bedpost, then used a velvet cloth to polish his badges and rank insignia meticulously.

He made time to attend the Hoffmans' wedding and had to return immediately to be on standby after that, so he brought his military uniform with him. It was his pride.

Despite busying around, he could not sleep. Declan lay on the bed, tossing and turning around for a long time before finally feeling a little sleepy.

In a daze, he felt his body getting warm. A sweet, fragrant breeze gently brushed across his face...

He suddenly woke up, his eyes wide.

In the dim lights, Annabeth's fair and soft body was only clad in a nightgown as thin as paper. She straddled him, and the view in front of her chest was exposed when she leaned forward, revealing a tempting and mouth-watering sight.

"Declan, hug me... I miss you."

The girl's spirited, watery eyes were staring at him dreamily, full of deep and entwined longing.

he felt a surge of heat in his

flushed as red as blood, which trailed

an upright gentleman, but

happen with

grew heavy, and he immediately grabbed the military uniform hanging at the side to drape it over Annabeth's shoulders, wrapping her tempting body

became

personally ironing and taking care

at this moment, he did not feel distressed about it when it came to

myself up to you, but you still won't act... Do you not like me, or do you

messing around!" Declan held her shoulders,

if you have a

ancient times, the princesses would have their maids test if the future prince consort was up to the task in bed. I won't trouble

Highness, stop

was cold and hard, the indifference in his eyes stinging Annabeth. "I'm about to rest. Please leave

stiffened in shock. "Just now...