The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1074:

Gemma blushed a deep shade of crimson. It wasn’t discomfort she felt—on the contrary, it was far too much comfort. Afraid she might betray herself if she spoke, she hastily ended the call.

Pierre chose that moment to stop as well. He took a moment to admire the faint marks he’d left on her skin before helping her dress again.

Gemma’s chest rose and fell in soft, measured breaths, her eyes flickering with a blend of emotions—confusion, wonder, and something else she couldn’t quite name. “What are you doing?” she managed to ask, grabbing his hand. “Why are you dressing me again?”

Pierre’s gaze darkened slightly, a glint of possessiveness lingering there. “Weren’t you getting up? Or do you want to stay?”

Gemma’s cheeks burned hotter as she nodded.

Pierre’s soft chuckle rumbled in response—a quiet indulgence. But indulgence often came with a price, and the consequence of greed was not easily erased.

Gemma changed into a new dress, one that modestly

a low, hoarse voice, “Did you

your source for

nodded honestly, though a hint of embarrassment colored her face. “I did. But how could you do that while I was on the phone?

himself. He wasn’t entirely sure what had sparked his earlier impulse. For a fleeting moment, he had wanted someone—anyone—to

said, glancing at the time. “I’ll take you to Mr.

master of romance, sparing no effort to

performance became the crowning jewel, the final

dazzling. His gaze followed her, unrelenting, as if drawn by an invisible force. His

descended the stage. Pierre, as though moved by instinct alone, stepped forward, his broad frame shadowing hers as he whispered, “Be careful