The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 736

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.

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

her skin was too soft and delicate that it felt bouncy

on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly pinched her cheek

deep in her slumber, frowned and

I

murmured words clearly

husband and must keep a

cheeks felt so good to the touch that

landed on her

soft and

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

impulse,

Thump, thump.

heartbeat accelerated as if he was

he was about to touch her lips, he stopped

his eyes. The desire in them dissipated and was

something, he abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of

him indifferent to other women. For

actually

going mad. This woman is poisonous.

frustrated, he wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on the couch to sleep for

next morning, Whitney woke up

woke up, she had already brought breakfast

fried eggs and toast wafted into

awake. Did you sleep

already changed into office attire. She stood across from the coffee table and cocked her head

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

his face indicated

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

felt sore and numb. He

failed to stifle a giggle when she noticed the look on his face, knowing that he was suppressing his

you find the couch

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

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

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