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.

take advantage of me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her cheek to test if she was truly

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

with his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly

frowned and

I

clearly and instantly felt

knows she has a husband and

touch that

gaze landed on her

looked soft

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

by a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer

Thump, thump.

heartbeat accelerated as if he was doing

to touch her lips, he

his eyes. The desire in them dissipated and

He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney, and went

had made him indifferent to other women. For so

yet now, he actually wanted to

be going mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to stay away from

a blanket and curled up on the couch

morning, Whitney woke

brought breakfast

marvelous scent of fried eggs and

Newton, you’re awake. Did you sleep

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

his short, disheveled hair, he gave

his face

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

felt sore and numb. He

noticed the look on his face, knowing

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

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. I’ll get used to sleeping on the

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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