Chapter 865 Lingering Scent

At 4:30 pm, Emelie stepped out of Sunnington Hill, nearly two hours behind when she initially planned to leave.She had already informed Jodie and the driver of the delay.

As she walked through the gates, her expression was a mask of cold indifference, her demeanor utterly devoid of emotions.

Jodie held open the car door, and Emelie slid into the back seat. She said, "Let's go."

There was no sign of any lingering recklessness from her time with William after dinner.

Her back ached even more than before, and her legs felt heavy and numb. Her inner thighs were especially sore from chafing, which was caused by irritation from William's hair brushing against her skin.

Maybe it had been too long since she'd felt this way. After all, women have needs as well.

Perhaps it was William's almost over-the-top attentiveness that made the difference. He had prioritized her pleasure, bringing her to climax twice before even thinking about his own satisfaction. The discomfort he felt from his own swelling was a stark contrast to the attentiveness that he'd shown her.

fog or the glaring light of the afternoon, both experiences had

left on her shoulder when he reluctantly realized she was truly leaving. As she moved, the fabric against the bite itched uncomfortably, and she absentmindedly scratched it. She

away again,"

can still run?

voice steady. "A group of

brow furrowed. "Not

pausing briefly before continuing. "The big shots want Beathan dead, and he knows it. But when that group showed up, he

thought. "At this point, who would still want to save

departed. Only her lingering scent that filled the room was left. William considered turning off the air

his nose for a gentle sniff. The robe still carried Emelie's

to put

reflected on last night and just now, he felt an unexpected sense of peace, as if he had

the screen, and he saw that it was

the person has been rescued," his

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