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 pinching her cheek to test

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

on with his

still deep in her slumber, frowned and unconsciously brushed his hand

around. I have a

clearly and instantly felt much

a husband and must keep a

touch that Charles couldn’t stop himself from pinching

landed

soft and

She’s my wife, after all. Stealing

impulse, Charles leaned closer

Thump, thump.

if

about to touch her lips,

in them

out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney, and went back to the

other women. For so many years, he had felt nothing but disgust for

actually

is poisonous.

he wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on the

morning, Whitney woke up

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

marvelous scent of fried eggs and toast wafted into

Newton, you’re awake. Did

stood across from the coffee table and cocked her head

he gave off

his face indicated

on the small couch, especially since he was

felt sore and numb. He did not sleep

when she noticed the look on

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 sleep on the couch. I’m already

find out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m not some distinguished man.

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

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