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.

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

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

with his mischievous plan. Instead,

her slumber, frowned and unconsciously

I

clearly

knows she has a husband

the touch that Charles couldn’t stop

landed on her rosy

looked soft and

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

strange impulse, Charles leaned closer to

Thump, thump.

heartbeat accelerated as if he was doing something

he was about to touch her lips, he

eyes. The desire in them dissipated and was

recalling something, he abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from

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

yet now, he actually

going mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to

and curled up on

morning, Whitney

breakfast from the kitchen and arranged it neatly

fried eggs and toast wafted into his

Did

into office attire. She stood across from the coffee table and

With his short, disheveled hair, he gave off a

face

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

He did not

a giggle when she noticed the look on his

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

you’ve been sleeping on the couch.

She 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 a particularly professional

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