To Be Yours Again by Taylor

Chapter 1378 Gilbert and Marigold (53)

Marigold had no idea what he was thinking about as well. If she had, she would probably be even more nervous than Gilbert.

At night, both of them had dinner together. After that, Gilbert continued working in the living room, but Marigold didn't stay.

She didn't take a shower the day before, so she needed the maid to help her shower no matter what. She felt that she could do it herself. However, Gilbert insisted on having someone to help her. Otherwise, he would help her himself. Marigold had no choice but to choose to let the maid help her. She wasn't quite used to it, but it was much better than allowing Gilbert to help her.

After Marigold took a shower, she didn't intend to return to the living room. Therefore, she put on a nightgown and sat in bed. She was looking at her phone, checking the news, and not doing much.

Right at that moment, someone knocked on her door. After she asked the person to come in, Gilbert walked in.

"It's you?" Marigold felt a little embarrassed. She thought it was the maid, so she didn't ask. After all, she was wearing a nightgown. The fabric was not sheer, but she still looked different from how she usually dressed.

Gilbert had a serious face, and his eyes didn't dart around. With the first-aid kit in hand, he came to Marigold. "It's time to change the dressing for your wound."

were flushed. "No need. I can do it

arm, and the cold touch

had not been with a woman for too long? To be more precise, it wasn't that he had not been with a woman for too

always been in a state of abstinence. However, he felt he could not hold himself back anymore at

thought of so many things in that short period of time. With his touch, she felt that the part of the arm he was touching was burning. The temperatures of their bodies were very drastically

to get his usual self back. He suppressed the burning desire with all his might, and then he started to change the dressing for

problem with her wound, but there was a big

nearer, Marigold became more and more nervous, so much so that even her breathing

he could feel her changes. He could feel her breath on top of his head,

in any longer. Only God knew how much she

just sped up his movements. Soon, he let go of Marigold's arm. Right when she was about to let out a sigh of

held Marigold's head