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.

advantage of me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and

bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin was so fair that it

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

frowned

I have a

heard her murmured words clearly

knows she has a husband

touch that Charles couldn’t stop himself

landed on her

soft and

wife, after all. Stealing a

a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer

Thump, thump.

if he was doing something

was about to touch her lips, he stopped

eyes. The desire in

of bed, distanced himself from Whitney, and went

For so many years,

yet now, he actually

going mad. This woman is poisonous.

he wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on the

next morning, Whitney woke

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

eggs and toast wafted into

you’re awake. Did you sleep well

the coffee table and cocked her head sideways to glance

groggy. With his short, disheveled hair, he

his face

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

sore and numb. He did

noticed the look on his face, knowing that he

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,”

been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back.

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,

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