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.

asleep to take advantage of me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her cheek to

to pinch her 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

himself unable to carry on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he

still deep in her slumber, frowned

around. I have a

heard her murmured words clearly

she knows she has a husband and

to the touch

landed on her rosy

looked soft and

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

impulse, Charles

Thump, thump.

accelerated as if he was doing

he was about to touch

desire in them dissipated and

he abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney,

For so many years,

yet now, he actually wanted

mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to

frustrated, he wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on the couch

morning, Whitney woke

woke up, she had already brought breakfast

fried eggs and toast wafted into his

you’re awake. Did you sleep well last

already changed into office attire. She stood across from the coffee table and cocked her head sideways to

With his short, disheveled hair, he gave off a

face indicated

especially since he was used to sleeping

felt sore and numb. He did not sleep well

giggle when she noticed the look on

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

you’ve been sleeping on the couch.

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

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