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, he fell asleep with Jessica in his

her arms and traced the cold, hard edges of

lay defenseless in

wandered to the knife in the bedside cabinet on the right. All I have to do is take it out and

not bring

fall in love so easily?” Jessica murmured, her

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passionate, white–hot kisses.

herself for being soft and the guilt

to kiss him on the cheek. “Has nobody ever told you that beautiful women who approach

easy it was

up at the bedside cabinet. She unlocked it and saw a text message

This is Gianna. Same place at

reply, about to tell her that she did not wish to do business any longer and that the sum would be deposited into her bank account as per usual, but hesitated when she was about

man beside her, and her gaze grew grim. She deleted everything before

Rayna had fallen

upon noticing her hoarse voice

at Gabriel, who had made her living room his office. “Don’t listen to Mr. Faymon. Go back to your

He did not wish to be

know many people in

remarked, “It’s fortunate that Mr. Faymon has urgent business to attend to in Saintnam. You wouldn’t even be able to look at your documents if he

“I suppose I

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

her eyes

discussions with my colleagues and no laptops. It’s not the same to be merely reading

couch, Rayna perused her documents while occasionally helping herself to slices of

of this and more warm water

Rayna burst out before suppressing the profanity she was about to utter and

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

always on your side, Mrs. Faymon, but I’m concerned

“Hah!”

Curtis is! Despite being on his trip, he’s preventing me from spreading my

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