While she was lost in her thought, she saw him enter the walk-in closet.

Charles never undressed in front of her.

The bed was too soft, and the silk bedding felt smooth and comfortable against her skin.

Whitney fell asleep in no time.

After Charles dried his hair and emerged from the walk-in closet, he was greeted by the sight of Whitney sleeping in an unsightly manner. Half her body was outside the blanket, exposing her slender legs.

He walked over and helped Whitney with the blanket.

As her fair legs were wrapped around the blanket, he inadvertently touched her soft skin.

As if he had been electrocuted, he froze in place.

Whitney was a beauty to behold despite the way she slept.

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and he felt his throat going dry.

D*mn it. I actually have feelings for this woman.

Charles furrowed his brows.

His unbidden feeling overwhelmed him with guilt. This is a mistake. How could I tarnish my love for Gwendolyn over the past ten years?

“Have you forgotten that there’s another man in this room? How can you sleep so carelessly? If you were to encounter a man with ill intentions, he would have taken advantage of you tonight.”

Despite feeling displeased, Charles tucked her in tightly.

However, as soon as he turned around, the restless Whitney extended her arm outside the blanket again, looking nothing like a lady.

Charles went over and stuffed her arm back under the covers silently.

Suddenly, Whitney turned over and wrapped her arm around Charles’ neck.

A hint of guilt fleeted across his eyes. She had pushed him down onto the bed, and he found himself gazing at her sleeping face that was magnified before him.

woman. Are you pretending to be asleep to take advantage of me?” he muttered,

hard, but her skin was too soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin was so fair that it would go red

unable to carry on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly pinched her cheek

still deep in her slumber, frowned and unconsciously

around. I

words clearly

a husband and must keep a distance from

so good to the touch that Charles couldn’t stop himself from

gaze landed

looked soft and

feel great kissing them. She’s my wife, after all.

impulse, Charles leaned closer

Thump, thump.

heartbeat accelerated as if he was doing something

as he was about to touch her lips, he stopped

his eyes. The desire in

abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced

other women. For so many years, he had felt nothing but disgust

yet now, he actually wanted

This woman is poisonous. I have to stay away from

in a blanket and curled up on the couch

morning, Whitney

already brought breakfast

fried eggs and toast wafted

awake. Did you

She stood across from the coffee table and cocked her head

groggy. With his short, disheveled hair, he gave

his face indicated

body on the small couch, especially since he was used to sleeping on the wide and spacious bed for

numb. He did

noticed the look on his face, knowing that

distinguished man, you’re too used to sleeping on a soft and spacious bed. It’s only normal that you find the couch too small and cramped. Let’s switch back tonight. It’s fine if I sleep on the couch. I’m already used to it,”

out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to

wearing a formal black suit and a tight-fitting pencil skirt that accentuated her slender waist. Her blonde hair

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