Chapter 561 Me As A Gift

“Are you trying to emasculate your future husband ahead of time, Inez?”

Huddled under the covers, Kieran stared at Inez innocently.

Words cluded Inez.

She pulled the covers over her face in utter mortification, hoping against hope that the ground would open up and swallow her whole. “Would you believe me if I told you it was an accident?”

“Yeah.” Kieran nodded solemnly. “I believe everything you say. Besides, if you had truly wanted to render me incapable of fathering a child, you wouldn’t have kicked me so lightly just now.”

He was exceedingly frank, but Inez was so embarrassed that she might combust anytime.

“Sleep earlier, then. You’ve still got to go to work tomorrow morning.”

Turning over, she gave her back to him. She closed her eyes and feigned sleep, almost hugging the edge of the bed. Her entire body was stiff, and she still felt flustered.

Kieran bore his eyes into the back of her head. As he recalled Treyton’s advice, his heart started racing wildly.

He tentatively reached out toward her to touch her fair and smooth back, planning on letting nature take its course.

However, he withdrew his hand mid–way.

Verily, he could not bring himself to do such a thing while sober, for he was too shy.

Feeling dejected, he sat up, only to inadvertently glimpse the marble dining table opposite the bed. On the table were a bottle of unopened red wine and two glasses. On top of that, there were exquisite red candles that were unlit.

He got to his feet and went over, swiftly uncorking the bottle of red wine.

Upon hearing movements, Inez slowly sat up. “What are you doing, Mr. Kieran?”

When she asked that question, Kieran had already opened the bottle of red wine. Ignoring her, he poured himself a full glass and downed it resolutely.

Undeniably, the saying that alcohol emboldened a timid person was true to a certain extent.

He picked up the empty glass at the side and brandished it at Inez. “Can you sleep, Inez? Would you like to have a drink with me?”

“No, thanks. You go ahead, Mr. Kieran.”

on ceremony with her, Kieran guzzled four or five glasses successively. Soon, he had consumed half the bottle of

low alcohol tolerance, he started growing

to bed with the towel wrapped around her.

of security.

conceal her delicate and sexy collarbones nor her

at her from afar. Under the influence of alcohol, his mouth became increasingly dry

wine glass, he drank straight

running down his neck to stain the white bathrobe he wore. It added a sense of asceticism to him.

Inez kindly urged, “Red wine is intoxicating. It’s best that you don’t drink too much since your alcohol tolerance isn’t that high, Mr. Kieran.”

I’ll get it after drinking a few more times,”

he stumbled toward the bed with his

woozy

from the liquid courage, he inched close to Inez and carefully hugged her arm from behind.

you company for every birthday you celebrate henceforth,” he murmured in

warmth suffused Inez. She clutched the

Kieran continued, “Tonight, I want to give you the greatest birthday present

has a gift for me?

her shoulder. “What is

“It’s… me.”

kiss on her soft lips. Then, he added,

words struck a chord with Inez.

and she unknowingly lost herself in his rare

remained unlit, the scent of love and desire permeated the

in Salinsburgh, Cedrick did not sleep the entire night,

state.

had a manic episode in two days, making it evident that Joshua’s medicine was effective

the laboratory for an intravenous infusion to consolidate the medicine’s

to wait until she was sound asleep before furtively putting his

her to suffer from

she stepped into the basement until she closed her eyes to sleep. She kept thinking about everything

when she personally drove the latter to the Harris residence on

she pondered upon it, the more she found Annie suspicious, especially because her attitude toward Asher

scripture studies on his knees and even gave him twenty whips, resulting in him losing his voice and contracting rheumatism, her expression showed obvious distress and indignance on his behalf. It was the first time I’d ever seen a stranger being emphatic to such an extent. Is she overly kind, or does she harbor a different degree of affection toward him at the end of the day? But then, all this is just my conjecture. Without solid

someone picking

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