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

and traced the cold, hard edges of his chiseled features downward with her finger. The stubble on

lay defenseless in her

mind 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

not

you fall in love so easily?” Jessica murmured, her fingers caressing

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passionate, white–hot kisses.

the guilt that had suddenly descended

on the cheek. “Has nobody ever told you that beautiful women who approach you often have no pure

easy it was

lit up at the bedside cabinet. She unlocked

Gianna. Same

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 to hit

her, and her gaze grew grim. She deleted everything

fallen quite ill upon returning from

But upon noticing her hoarse voice and pale visage, Curtis forcibly detained her

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

Gabriel said sternly. He did not

in Norham.

fingers flew across the keys on his laptop as he remarked, “It’s fortunate that Mr. Faymon has urgent business to attend to in Saintnam. You wouldn’t even

I should thank you,

more documents. “No worries, Mrs. Faymon. Look at these too. Although you can’t discuss with your colleagues, you could

rolled her eyes

no laptops. It’s not

helping herself to slices of apples. Before she managed to have many, Gabriel came and

less of this and more warm water

some of this, Rayna burst out before suppressing the profanity she was about to

smile that looked more like a grimace.

can’t have apples,” Gabriel said earnestly. “I’m always on your side,

“Hah!”

on his trip, he’s preventing me from spreading my

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