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.

me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her cheek to test if

had wanted to pinch her hard, but her skin was too soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her

his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly pinched her

slumber, frowned and unconsciously

messing around. I have

her murmured words clearly

least she knows she has a husband and must keep a distance

good to the touch that Charles couldn’t stop himself from

landed on her

soft

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

by a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer to

Thump, thump.

heartbeat accelerated as if

was about to touch her lips, he

in them

advances. He rolled out of

made him indifferent to other women. For

he actually wanted

is poisonous. I have to stay

a blanket and curled up on

Whitney woke up

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

fried eggs and toast wafted into

you’re awake. Did you sleep well

across from the coffee table

groggy. With his short, disheveled hair, he gave off a particularly lazy and amiable

face indicated

to turn his body on the small couch, especially since he was

felt sore and numb. He

look on his

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 used to it,” Whitney

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.

that accentuated her

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