Chapter 1918

Charmine could not shake off the memory of how Anthony always evaded moments of true intimacy.

Did he...have an 'illness' or something?

If he was healthy, he would not be able to hold back his desire for so long. He stopped her halfway through every time they were so close to consummating their marriage.

Was the guilt in his eyes reflecting the guilt he felt toward her, that he could not please her?

Charmine was more certain of her guess.

She frowned. Since when did he have such an illness?

Why did he not tell her earlier?

Charmine resolutely removed the blanket off of her frame.

to speak to Anthony, wanting to tell him that he

of the room, she thought of

man. If she said this to him in front of his face, would it not

was

he did not like stopping their

wife, if she exposed the wound he had been trying to hide and splash a handful of salt onto

about it and scratched off the thought from her mind. Eyeing the lit-up study,

seducing him in the future and made him

a long while and waited

felt a presence beside her and was pulled

she was sleeping. She hugged him instinctively and found

small woman in his arms, and a smile slowly

hair behind her ear. Following

off the lights and fell asleep happily with his wife in his

day, Annabel was already awake when the maids had woken

went downstairs. As she was about to go out, the butler called out to her, "Ms. Annabel, it's so early! Where

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