His Precious Love

Chapter 320

Jessica pursed her lips, struggling to find the words in the face of his concern for her. “I’m fine. Wyatt, I think…”

She was tired and did not wish to explain herself to him, nor did she want to exact vengeance anymore.

The sun had risen, but the air was still damp and cold. Wyatt wrapped Jessica in his coat and led her out. “We can talk about it another time. Let’s go home.”

Jessica sniffed at the musk on his coat. Her heart skipped a beat, but she said nothing.

The car sped all the way until it arrived at Wyatt’s residence.

He hung his coat on the rack when they crossed the threshold. “Go take a hot shower,” he said as he rolled up his sleeves. “I’ll see if I can make you some risotto.”

He then scratched his head and muttered to himself, “I’ve never made risotto before. It can’t be that hard…”

He had never cooked for anyone before.

Jessica wanted to laugh but felt awful from the anxiety wreaking havoc within her.

“Wyatt,” she called out.

He turned around and was about to answer her when she leaped over, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

Her soft lips felt moist and warm, with a hint of sweetness.

Unable to restrain himself, Wyatt grabbed her slim waist and pressed her against him, robbing her of her breath.

The pair broke apart after a long while.

Jessica was panting slightly. Their foreheads were pressed together as they gasped for air. She kissed him again on the lips and whispered, “Let’s do it.”

Wyatt was taken aback. “Now? You haven’t rested for two days. Aren’t you tired?”

Jessica shook her head and smiled salaciously. “I’m not the one who’ll be drained. Do you want to or not? Forget that I mentioned it if you don’t want to.”

“Let’s do it.”

The house only regained its serenity over an hour later.

the past two days,

the cold, hard edges of his chiseled features downward with her

defenseless in her

wandered to the knife in the bedside cabinet on the right. All I have to do is take it out and stab Wyatt in the neck. Without even

could not bring herself

murmured, her fingers caressing his lips again, and recalled

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passionate, white–hot kisses.

for being soft and the guilt

nobody ever told you that beautiful women who approach you often have no pure

easy it was to con

cabinet. She unlocked it and saw a text message from

is Gianna.

the sum would be deposited into her bank account as per usual, but hesitated when

soundly sleeping man beside her, and her gaze grew grim.

had fallen quite

received Kingdoms Group’s project. But upon noticing her hoarse voice and pale visage, Curtis forcibly detained her at

her living room his office. “Don’t listen to Mr. Faymon. Go back to your

I have to obey my employer,” Gabriel said sternly. He did not wish to be banished to

don’t know many people in Norham. They’ll bully

across the keys on his laptop as he remarked, “It’s fortunate that Mr. Faymon has urgent business to attend

“I suppose I

Faymon. Look at these too. Although you can’t discuss with your colleagues, you could familiarize yourself with them

her eyes at

my colleagues and no laptops. It’s

Rayna perused her documents while occasionally helping herself to slices of apples. Before she

of this and more warm

out before suppressing the profanity she was

that looked more like a grimace. “Does my mother’s grilled pork smell good,

said earnestly. “I’m always on

“Hah!”

What a jerk Curtis is! Despite being on his trip, he’s preventing me from

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