Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0131

Nicholas subconsciously swallowed, then lowered his head to bite my glistening lips. "Continue!" he demanded, the frustration evident in his voice

I frowned and turned my head away, dodging his advances. Once the mood was disrupted, it was hard to pick up where we left off.

Sensing my reluctance, he stood beside me and leaned on the bar with both hands, breathing heavily. After a moment, he pulled out the relentlessly ringing phone from his pocket. Speak! You better have a good reason to call me now!"

He always maintained a gentle and composed image in public. As a well-mannered and understanding wife. I didn't want him to take the call angrily. I reached out to gently rub his back, helping him to calm down.

He looked up and gave me a brief smile, his bed mood disappearing in an instant. When there was no response from the other end of the line, be began playing with a strand of my hair.

"If you're not going to talk, I'm hanging up

After a few more seconds of silence, his expression darkened again.

"Maybe it was a wrong number?"

"Maybe."

He took the phone away from his ear and glanced at the screen-it was Claudia. The contact name read, "Dearest Little Sister.

At that moment, the cool, aloof expression on his face completely shattered. He quickly brought the phone back to his ear, moving so +25 BONUS

fast it was almost a blur.

"Claudia? What's wrong, Claudia?"

I was close enough to hear the soft sound of crying on the other end. When one was on the phone, they wouldn't resist anything you did to them. I tested it, and it turned out to be i

I slipped into his arms and left a large kiss mark on his neck. He didn't even notice, let alone resist. His attention was entirely focused on comforting his sobbing sister.

I jumped down from the bar and walked to the bathroom alone. I knew that tonight, I'd be sleeping here alone.

The bathroom was beautifully decorated with petals scattered on the floor and in the bathtub, but it was a shame Nicholas wouldn't see any of it.

I turned on the showerhead, spraying water all over the floor in a silent fit of frustration. I scrubbed my lips and every inch of skin he had touched, but could I really wash it all away?

If only there were some advanced technology that could remove my heart, the one that had loved him for so many years, and give it a good scrub.

The feelings we had as students were the purest. Back then, we didn't think about family backgrounds or get tangled up in interest. Liking someone was just that pure and simple affection. That kind of youthful and pure affection would still be precious today. Unfortunately, it had been wasted.

tell if my current sadness stemmed from the genuine feelings I had for him in

me made it hard to let

skin had become from scrubbing. My body was beautiful-I had a good figure and

brief moment, I understood something. It we had and nothing more. We had agreed

was just sex that

k about feelings.

myself off, wrapped a towel around my body, and stepped

are you

He had already put on his suit jacket, looking like he was ready to leave. I wasn't

and asked,

for this room, so of course, I'm

to explain, but I interrupted

"Tomorrow morning, head to the office. Ms. Gardner will have the lawyers draft the transfer agreement for Jay Caldwell

waved him off. I now had a

about.

it was over before

Chapter 0131

his head to bite my glistening lips. "Continue!" he demanded, the frustration evident

away, dodging his advances. Once the mood was disrupted, it was hard to pick up where we

After a moment, he pulled out the relentlessly ringing phone from his pocket. Speak! You better have a good reason to

a gentle and composed image in public. As a well-mannered and understanding wife. I didn't want him to take the call angrily. I reached out to gently rub his back, helping him

disappearing in an instant. When there was no response from the other end of the line, be began playing with a strand of my

not going to talk, I'm hanging

few more seconds of silence, his

was a wrong

"Maybe."

took the phone away from his ear and glanced at the screen-it was Claudia. The contact name read, "Dearest

moment, the cool, aloof expression on his face completely shattered. He quickly brought the phone back to his

it was

"Claudia? What's wrong, Claudia?"

sound of crying on the other end. When one was on the

mark on his neck. He didn't

the bar and walked to the bathroom alone. I knew that tonight, I'd be

in the bathtub, but it was a shame Nicholas wouldn't see

floor in a silent fit of frustration. I scrubbed my lips and every inch of skin he had touched, but could

remove my heart, the one that