Chapter 975:

Her soft hands clutched his coarse hair.

Pierre directed, “Once I stand, grab the window ledge.”

Gemma nodded. “Okay.”

Knowing she was ready, Pierre stood up abruptly. Gemma suddenly found herself over two meters off the ground, her heart clenching, her legs weak. She gasped, sitting down suddenly.

The silk dress she had loosely tied opened wide like a blooming flower.

Pierre found himself unexpectedly enveloped by the fabric.

Silence fell.

a deep red, whether from embarrassment or strain, she couldn’t

soft inner thighs brushed against

sorry, I… I can’t get up,” Gemma stammered in panic, attempting to cover herself with

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Pierre’s coarse hair against her delicate skin nearly brought her

waist. “Sheila is coming,” he whispered urgently, his voice a strained murmur.

on his head to climb through the

called out again, her tone exasperated. “Oh dear, I’m already busy cooking… Are

his tumultuous emotions, walked over to a flowerpot and feigned busyness with

in the garden, she paused. “Where’s

deception, averted his eyes. “I don’t know. I didn’t see

just saw her!” Sheila was convinced Gemma was hiding and searched the garden, finding no trace of Gemma. She muttered

having regained some composure, replied more convincingly, “It’s just

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