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.

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

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

unable to carry on with his

deep in her slumber, frowned and

messing around. I

heard her murmured words clearly and instantly felt

least she knows she has a husband and must

to the touch that Charles couldn’t

landed on her

soft

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

strange impulse, Charles leaned

Thump, thump.

if he was doing

to touch her lips,

desire in them dissipated and was

He rolled out of

him indifferent to other women. For so many years, he had felt

actually wanted to kiss

going mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to

blanket and curled up on the couch

Whitney woke

she had already brought breakfast

scent of fried eggs

Newton, you’re awake. Did

already changed into office attire. She stood across from the coffee table

disheveled hair, he gave off a

face indicated

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

numb. He did not sleep well at

when she noticed the look on

a soft and spacious bed. It’s only normal that you find the couch too small

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.

that accentuated her slender waist. Her blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail,

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