Ex-Husband’s Regret: Barren Mommy Has Quadruplets

Chapter 581 I Did Not Control Myself for a Moment

Before Ray could respond. Flora quickly spoke, "No need for that, Marcie. It's freezing to sleep on the floor in this cold winter!"

Marcie didn't think so, saying. "What's there to be afraid of? He's a strong young man, not easily affected by a little cold. Besides we have heating in the room. There's nothing to worry about!"

"I'll have someone bring in two blankets and lay on the carpet. That should be sufficient."

After saying that, she immediately instructed the maid to carry out her orders.

Within a short while, the area by Flora's bed was prepared with two thick blankets.

No matter how Ray looked at it, he couldn't help but feel like it was a spot for a pet to rest...

In his life. he questioned for the umpteenth time whether he was a biological child of Marcie. However, Ray didn't refuse.

He was equally concerned that Flora might have a relapse during the night.

Soon enough, the maid brought pillows as well.

Marcie looked satisfied and immediately instructed, "Flora, you rest well. If you need any help, feel free to order Ray!"

With that said, she pulled Wally away and left in a hurry.

Before leaving, she gave Ray a signal.

The message was clear, "I've given you an opportunity, so be clever with it!"

Ray pondered for a moment and immediately understood.

It seemed like he was her biological child!

Marcie was creating opportunities for him!

Flora didn't even notice the subtle exchange of glances between the two.

Once they were gone, she felt a sense of unease for some reason.

Even though they had dated and had intimate moments, that one time was still an accident.

This was the first time since that night that they slept in the same room.

Flora suddenly felt nervous.

Her voice tightened as she said, "I'll take a shower. I sweated a lot when I had a fever earlier."

Ray immediately refused, saying, "No, you can't. You have just recovered from the fever, and if you catch a cold again. Marcie might grab a knife and chop me up tomorrow morning!"

feel sticky all over my

all, she was a beautiful woman. How could she tolerate having a sour smell all

just use hot

Flora immediately nodded, "Okay!"

came over, intending to support her

laugh when she saw this, "I'm not that weak. I can still

had some doubts, "Are

and got

she had overestimated her

subsided, she still felt

a result, she swayed for a moment after

proved wrong

quickly supported Flora, feeling a bit anxious. He exclaimed, "You call this not being weak? You can't

her gaze

she could clearly see the tension on

nervousness, and

his gaze and

said, "Then stop trying to be strong. A patient should look like a patient. Be obedient

he spoke, he prepared to help

took the initiative

in place, looking at Flora

seriously, "While I'm better now, I want to clarify something

want to break up

realized that I couldn't accept it at all, which means that I have

but I promise you, I

easily misunderstand you, and I won't let you invest

take this relationship seriously. Even if we encounter misunderstandings or conflicts, I won't

was slightly hoarse, but it was

surprised to hear

excitement and couldn't help but ask her, "Are

was sincere. "Yes, I'm not someone who goes back on their word, so... Mr.

need to

he showed her his answer

of Flora's head with a mix of heat and passion. And with a hint of

her lips.

Flora off

the next second, she also

realized that she was already

became rapid, and she struggled

could feel the

away and smiled teasingly, saying, "Mr. White, I'm still a patient. Do you want

back to his senses

away. "Well, I got a bit carried away. I didn't