The Wrong Woman

Chapter 969

Candice woke up early in the morning, her body aching all over. She had hardly slept a wink last night, unable to recall how many times Elio had been passionately intimate with her. All she knew was that his desire had been fervent and relentless.

Seeing Elio peacefully asleep beside her, Candice closed her eyes with relief, hoping to steal a bit more rest. Mila's words consumed her thoughts. Candice wondered if she would never marry without Michaela's approval.

Due to Elio's extraordinary nature, even a simple outing could expose him to dangers like being drugged. Candice felt their relationship hanging by a thread. She wondered if registering their marriage first might be wise. This way, it could deter other women who still harbored fantasies about Elio.

With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Candice drifted back into slumber. In her dream, she saw Elio holding hands with a bride, running through a picturesque meadow. Her heart raced with anticipation, assuming she was the bride. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Yet, when the bride turned around, Candice was stunned to see Josie's face. She woke up abruptly, startled by the vivid vision.

The room was flooded with bright sunlight streaming through the balcony, casting a warm, comforting glow. Candice turned to the space beside her. Elio had vanished, leaving only the lingering warmth in the sheets.

Sitting up, wrapped in a blanket, she glanced around the room.

Just then, the bathroom door swung open. Elio emerged, dressed casually in loungewear, looking fresh and appealing after his shower.

Spotting Candice awake, Elio's gaze softened. He approached and leaned over, hands bracing against the bed as he kissed her flushed cheek. "You must be tired. Why don't you sleep a bit more?" he whispered.

shook her head.

take

discomfort coursing

hair and murmured, "Just hold on. I'll get the water running." With that, he disappeared

up and pulled her phone from the nightstand to

reappeared, saying,

Elio swiftly lifted her into his arms. "I can

prefer carrying you,"

resist his loving gesture, Candice

connection had long outgrown any initial awkwardness. Candice eagerly welcomed

she luxuriated in the

address the previous day's events. "Candice, I want to

your fault," Candice responded with a reassuring

ensure it doesn't happen

"Who was responsible?"

"Fenna."