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 retaliated by reaching

bouncy

with his mischievous plan. Instead,

frowned and unconsciously brushed

around. I have

heard her murmured words clearly and instantly felt much

she has a husband and must keep

touch that Charles couldn’t stop himself from pinching

gaze landed on her rosy

looked soft

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

by a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer to

Thump, thump.

heartbeat accelerated as if he was doing something

he was about to touch her lips, he

The desire in

he abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney, and went back to the

to other women. For so many years,

yet now, he actually wanted

going mad. This woman is poisonous. I have

and curled up on the

next morning, Whitney

she had already brought breakfast

marvelous scent of fried eggs and toast wafted into his

you’re awake. Did you sleep

the coffee table and

he gave off

face

small couch, especially since he was used

sore and numb. He did not sleep

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,”

looked grouchy, and his 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 the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m not some distinguished man.

was 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, giving her

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