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.

to take advantage of me?” he muttered, then retaliated

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

his mischievous

in her slumber, frowned and

messing around. I have a

murmured words clearly and instantly felt

least she knows she has a husband and must

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

landed on her rosy

soft

should feel great kissing them. She’s my wife, after all. Stealing a kiss

by a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer to

Thump, thump.

as if he was

was about to touch her lips, he stopped

in them dissipated and was replaced

rolled out of bed, distanced himself from

women. For so many years, he had felt nothing

now, he actually wanted to kiss

going mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to stay away from

in a blanket and curled up

morning, Whitney

time Charles woke up, she had already brought breakfast from the kitchen and arranged

eggs and toast wafted

you’re awake. Did you sleep

office attire. She stood across from the

short, disheveled hair, he

his face

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

felt sore and numb. He did not

to stifle a giggle when she noticed the look on his face, knowing that he was

normal that you find the couch too small and cramped. Let’s switch back tonight. It’s fine if I sleep

pleasant when he said, “Lucas and Jasmine will accuse me of mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m not some distinguished man. I’ll get used to sleeping on the couch in a few days’

Whitney’s attire. She was wearing a formal black suit and a tight-fitting pencil skirt that accentuated her slender waist. Her blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail, giving her

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