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.

muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her cheek to test

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

on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly pinched her

her slumber, frowned and unconsciously brushed his

I have a

words clearly and instantly felt much

knows she has a husband and must keep

soft cheeks felt so good to the touch

gaze landed on her

soft and

She’s my wife, after all. Stealing a

by a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer to

Thump, thump.

accelerated as if he

about to touch her lips, he

desire in them

stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney, and went

made him indifferent to other women. For so many years, he had felt nothing but

yet now, he actually wanted to kiss

mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to

himself in a blanket and curled up on the couch

morning, Whitney

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

marvelous scent of fried eggs and toast

awake. Did you

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

appeared groggy. With his short, disheveled hair, he gave off

face

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

numb. He did not

when she noticed the look on his face, knowing that he was suppressing

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

tone wasn’t very pleasant when he said, “Lucas and Jasmine will accuse me of mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on

tight-fitting pencil skirt that accentuated her slender waist. Her blonde hair was tied in a high

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