Billionaire's Match

Chapter 615 But Winnie wasn't able to sleep peacefully. Dreams of Michael being unwell kept haunting her, and before long, she woke completely. Just then, she heard him downstairs on the phone. "I slept well too. Last night... when | came over, did | scare you?" Michael paused before asking, a hint of awkwardness in his voice. He didn't quite know how things had spiraled-he'd given his assistant the address, then... the reckless knocking. He remembered it clearly: He had knocked persistently until Winnie appeared, even though she should have been asleep.

"Well..." "Master Michael, of course you scared your wife! Who wouldn't be frightened if they saw their husband come home like that? She stayed up all night worrying about you. Honestly, you should balance work and home more carefully-maybe make it a point to come home every day so your wife isn't left alone..." "Mrs. Hodsteader!" Winnie barely had time to stop her. The housekeeper was fast, firing off a string of words in one breath. ---- To avoid further trouble, Michael quickly explained that they were married.

worry about him. But the housekeeper was sharp. She could see how much Michael cared for Winnie. Every day, when Winnie came home to find him absent, she seemed a little disappointed. Other couples might live apart because their relationship was strained. But this young couple clearly had a good bond... so why

to stop the housekeeper, but Michael's attention wasn't on that. He looked at her in surprise, fragments of last night flashing through his mind. Her hand had rested gently against his face, her soft skin brushing his, leaving him dizzy with warmth and tenderness. He had thought he was dreaming. No wonder he had babbled so much in his haze-asking her to blow on him, to warm him, even letting her place her

she helped him change, his reactions had been undeniable. Winnie had never been this close to another man before.