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

her skin was too soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure.

to carry on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly

frowned and unconsciously brushed his hand

around. I

heard her murmured words clearly and

a husband

felt so good to the touch that Charles couldn’t stop

landed on her

soft

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

strange impulse,

Thump, thump.

if he

he was about to touch her lips,

his eyes. The desire in them dissipated and was

rolled out of

celibacy for Gwendolyn had made him indifferent to other women. For so many years, he had felt nothing but disgust

now, he actually wanted to kiss

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

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

next morning, Whitney woke

breakfast from the kitchen and arranged it

marvelous scent of fried eggs and toast wafted into

Did you sleep well last

already changed into office attire. She stood across from the coffee table

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

his face

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

numb. He did not sleep

the look on his face, knowing that he was

find the couch too small and cramped. Let’s switch

out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m not some

that accentuated her slender waist. Her blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail, giving

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