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.

muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her cheek to test if

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

on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly

her slumber, frowned and unconsciously brushed his

messing around. I have

heard her murmured words clearly and

she has a husband and must

good to the touch that Charles

landed on

soft and

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

by a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer to

Thump, thump.

as if he was doing something

he was about to touch her lips, he stopped

opened his eyes. The desire in them

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

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

now, he actually

must be going mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to

in a blanket and curled up on the couch to sleep for

Whitney woke up

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

eggs and

you’re awake. Did you

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

With his short, disheveled hair, he

face

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

back felt sore and numb. He did

giggle when she noticed the look on his face, knowing that

sleeping 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

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. I’ll get

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

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