“Oh! Not at all!” he replied warily, shaking his head.

“Let’s go!” Lizbeth turned to leave without sparing Franco’s lifeless body another glance. It was as though he was erased thoroughly from her memory.

However, she had only moved two steps forward before she stumbled on the bedsheet. Fortunately, she flipped over at the eleventh hour and stood up steadily after regaining her balance.

Nonetheless, the bedsheet slipped off, exposing her in front of Jared. As the faint moonlight shone on her body, barely covered in underwear, her skin appeared to be even fairer and more flawless.

Right that instant, Jared could scarcely take his eyes off the woman with an eye-catching figure like a goddess’.

Sensing something awry, she turned abruptly in Jared’s direction. “You jerk, close your eyes!” she fumed as her face was flushed red. When she wrapped the bedsheet around herself hurriedly, no words could describe her embarrassment at the moment!

Jared turned swiftly and refuted, “I didn’t look at you intentionally. You accidentally yanked the bedsheet down, didn’t you? It has nothing to do with me, okay?”

a warning look. “Heed my words. Don’t you

shook his head as he tried to

the mansion again, they saw Josephine pacing back and forth

into view. As Lizbeth looked exceptionally disheveled with the bedsheet, she dashed into

injured?” Josephine asked in great

fine.” He shook his

Did anything happen to

Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Jared shrugged his

stepped into the room, Lizbeth had changed and was staring into

 

suddenly fearful of facing her friend. Undeniably, she seemed to have fallen for Jared when she was in his arms earlier on. If he intended to force himself on her at that time, she knew she would give in to him willingly too! But he’s your best friend’s husband! Lizbeth Grange,

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