The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.”

four or five glasses successively. Soon, he had consumed half the bottle of red

drunk too fast and possessing low alcohol tolerance, he started growing dizzy, and his cheeks

her. While it was

of security.

at her chest could neither conceal her delicate and sexy

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

the wine glass, he drank straight out of

wine dribbled out the corner of his mouth, running down his neck to stain

drinking, Inez kindly urged, “Red wine is intoxicating. It’s best that you don’t drink too much since your

I’ll get it after drinking a few more

of red wine, he stumbled toward the

woozy

courage, he inched close to

hope I can keep you company for every birthday you celebrate henceforth,” he murmured in her ear, his voice

clutched the top of the covers nervously without saying

Kieran continued, “Tonight, I want to give

a gift for me?

glanced back over her shoulder. “What is it?”

“It’s… me.”

down and planted a kiss on her soft lips. Then, he added, “I want to be your fiancé

a chord with

unknowingly lost herself in

the scent of love and desire permeated the room.

not sleep the entire night,

state.

in two days, making it evident that Joshua’s

he felt that he should still take her to the laboratory for an intravenous infusion to

planned to wait until she was sound asleep before furtively putting his plan into action.

never had he expected her to suffer

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

the latter to the Harris residence on Mount Tranquil played in her mind like a reel in

pondered upon it, the more she found Annie suspicious, especially

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 evidence

whirring, she distinctly sensed someone picking her up. At once, she opened