While she was lost in her thought, she saw him enter the walk-in closet.

Charles never undressed in front of her.

The bed was too soft, and the silk bedding felt smooth and comfortable against her skin.

Whitney fell asleep in no time.

After Charles dried his hair and emerged from the walk-in closet, he was greeted by the sight of Whitney sleeping in an unsightly manner. Half her body was outside the blanket, exposing her slender legs.

He walked over and helped Whitney with the blanket.

As her fair legs were wrapped around the blanket, he inadvertently touched her soft skin.

As if he had been electrocuted, he froze in place.

Whitney was a beauty to behold despite the way she slept.

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and he felt his throat going dry.

D*mn it. I actually have feelings for this woman.

Charles furrowed his brows.

His unbidden feeling overwhelmed him with guilt. This is a mistake. How could I tarnish my love for Gwendolyn over the past ten years?

“Have you forgotten that there’s another man in this room? How can you sleep so carelessly? If you were to encounter a man with ill intentions, he would have taken advantage of you tonight.”

Despite feeling displeased, Charles tucked her in tightly.

However, as soon as he turned around, the restless Whitney extended her arm outside the blanket again, looking nothing like a lady.

Charles went over and stuffed her arm back under the covers silently.

Suddenly, Whitney turned over and wrapped her arm around Charles’ neck.

A hint of guilt fleeted across his eyes. She had pushed him down onto the bed, and he found himself gazing at her sleeping face that was magnified before him.

you pretending to be asleep to take advantage of me?” he muttered, then

soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin was so fair that it would

carry on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he

frowned and unconsciously brushed his

messing around. I have

clearly and instantly felt

she knows she has a husband and

felt so good to the touch that Charles

his gaze landed on

looked soft and

feel great kissing them. She’s my wife, after all.

by a strange impulse, Charles leaned closer to

Thump, thump.

accelerated as if

about to touch her lips,

in them dissipated and was replaced

abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced

indifferent to other women. For so

yet now, he actually wanted to

must be going mad. This woman is poisonous. I

wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on the couch

Whitney woke up

up, she had already brought breakfast from

eggs and

Newton, you’re awake. Did you sleep well

She stood across from the coffee table and cocked her head

hair, he gave off a particularly lazy and

his face

body on the small couch, especially since he was used to sleeping on the wide and

and numb. He did not sleep well at

noticed the look

man, you’re too used to sleeping on a soft and spacious bed. It’s only normal that you find the couch too small and

tone wasn’t very pleasant when he said, “Lucas and Jasmine will accuse me of mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back.

a tight-fitting pencil skirt that accentuated her slender waist.

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