Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 915

Holden’s response was a silence that spoke volumes, his head unmoving, his brows furrowing ever so slightly. Yet, he didn’t reject her touch, nor did he push her away.

In the wake of his reaction, Sadie blinked back tears, her voice taking on a pitiful tone. “Are you mad at me?” After a pause, she continued, her words a mix of apology and yearning, “I‘m sorry, it’s all my fault. Can you forgive me this time?”

But even as her words flowed, her hands continued to explore Holden’s form, fingers intentionally brushing against his abdomen.

Observing Holden’s unyielding silence, Sadie closed the distance between them. Her expression was a blend of vulnerability and allure as she squatted before him, her gaze Lifting to meet his.

Her eyes, still slightly reddened from tears, held a helpless plea as they locked onto Holden’s.

Her hands found purchase on his knees, her posture revealing the graceful Line of her neck and shoulder.

on her, his silent scrutiny sending Sadie’s heart into a sprint. Her fingers reached out tentatively, a cautious attempt to intertwine

closed around her wrist, tugging her into an embrace that erased the space between them. The scent of alcohol hung faintly about him, quickening

eyes, his proximity undeniable. His breath, a whisper of warmth, danced

triumphant feeling took root, her

neck, anticipation of a kiss hanging between

inevitable, Holden shattered the moment, slapping a piece of paper onto her face. His voice turned cold, as he inquired,

mix of emotions swirling within her, Sadie picked up the paper. The very check

weight pressed upon her heart, and a cold sweat erupted

pinched her palm, seeking solace in the sharp

it held the answers to her racing thoughts. Tearfully, she murmured, “Her negligence led to Adele’s mishap, so I had to dismiss her. Yet, she was a loyal presence, nurturing us over time.

frigid gaze scrutinizing Sadie’s soul. Then, after an eternity of contemplation, his voice pierced the tension. “Attend to your own affairs. I don’t want to see a repeat