Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 561 Me As A Gift

“Are you trying to emasculate your future husband ahead of time, Inez?”

Huddled under the covers, Kieran stared at Inez innocently.

Words cluded Inez.

She pulled the covers over her face in utter mortification, hoping against hope that the ground would open up and swallow her whole. “Would you believe me if I told you it was an accident?”

“Yeah.” Kieran nodded solemnly. “I believe everything you say. Besides, if you had truly wanted to render me incapable of fathering a child, you wouldn’t have kicked me so lightly just now.”

He was exceedingly frank, but Inez was so embarrassed that she might combust anytime.

“Sleep earlier, then. You’ve still got to go to work tomorrow morning.”

Turning over, she gave her back to him. She closed her eyes and feigned sleep, almost hugging the edge of the bed. Her entire body was stiff, and she still felt flustered.

Kieran bore his eyes into the back of her head. As he recalled Treyton’s advice, his heart started racing wildly.

He tentatively reached out toward her to touch her fair and smooth back, planning on letting nature take its course.

However, he withdrew his hand mid–way.

Verily, he could not bring himself to do such a thing while sober, for he was too shy.

Feeling dejected, he sat up, only to inadvertently glimpse the marble dining table opposite the bed. On the table were a bottle of unopened red wine and two glasses. On top of that, there were exquisite red candles that were unlit.

He got to his feet and went over, swiftly uncorking the bottle of red wine.

Upon hearing movements, Inez slowly sat up. “What are you doing, Mr. Kieran?”

When she asked that question, Kieran had already opened the bottle of red wine. Ignoring her, he poured himself a full glass and downed it resolutely.

Undeniably, the saying that alcohol emboldened a timid person was true to a certain extent.

He picked up the empty glass at the side and brandished it at Inez. “Can you sleep, Inez? Would you like to have a drink with me?”

“No, thanks. You go ahead, Mr. Kieran.”

her, Kieran guzzled four or five glasses successively. Soon,

alcohol tolerance, he started growing dizzy,

had gone to bed with the towel wrapped around her.

of security.

towel knotted at her chest could neither conceal her delicate and

her from afar. Under the influence of alcohol, his mouth became increasingly dry

wine glass, he drank straight out of the

wine dribbled out the corner of his mouth, running down his neck to stain the white bathrobe he wore.

Inez kindly urged, “Red wine is intoxicating. It’s best that you don’t drink too much since your alcohol tolerance

comes with practice. I’ll get it after drinking a few more times,”

red wine, he stumbled toward the bed with his mind all and promptly slipped under the

woozy

liquid courage, he inched close to

company for every birthday you celebrate henceforth,”

clutched the top of

want to

He even has a gift for

over her shoulder.

“It’s… me.”

her soft lips. Then, he added, “I want to be your fiancé in

struck a

fluttered closed, and she unknowingly lost herself in his

the red candles on the table remained unlit, the

not sleep the

state.

manic episode in two days, making it evident that Joshua’s

that he should still take her to the laboratory for an intravenous infusion to consolidate the

sleep but waited silently. He planned to wait until she was sound asleep before furtively putting

he expected her to suffer from insomnia that

from the moment she stepped into the basement until she closed her eyes to sleep. She kept

when she personally drove the latter to the Harris residence on Mount Tranquil played

upon it, the more she found Annie suspicious, especially because

weren’t because of Asher’s looks and allure, then Annie was indeed too concerned about him. When I spoke about how I punished him with scripture studies on his knees and even gave him twenty whips, resulting in him losing his voice and contracting rheumatism, her expression showed obvious distress and indignance on his behalf. It was the first time I’d ever seen a stranger being emphatic to such an extent. Is she overly kind, or does she harbor a different degree of affection toward him at the end of the

mind was whirring, she distinctly sensed someone picking