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.

days, he

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

defenseless in

knife in the bedside cabinet on the right. All I have to do

could not bring

do you fall in love so easily?” Jessica murmured, her fingers caressing his lips again, and recalled

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passionate, white–hot kisses.

the guilt that had

told you that beautiful women who approach you often

easy it was to

at the bedside cabinet. She unlocked it

read: This is Gianna. Same place at

the sum would be deposited into her bank account

the soundly sleeping man beside her, and her gaze grew grim. She deleted

had fallen

did not wish to waste time resting as she had just received Kingdoms Group’s project. But upon noticing her hoarse voice and pale visage, Curtis forcibly detained her at

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

employer,” Gabriel said sternly. He did not wish to be banished to Norham for any fault Curtis might find with

many people in Norham.

Mr. Faymon has urgent business to attend to in Saintnam. You wouldn’t even be able to look at

suppose I should thank

her two more documents. “No worries, Mrs. Faymon. Look at these too.

rolled her

and no laptops. It’s not the same to be merely reading

perused her documents while occasionally helping herself to slices of apples. Before she managed to have many, Gabriel

and more warm water instead, Mrs.

Rayna burst out before suppressing the profanity she

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

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

“Hah!”

What a jerk Curtis is! Despite being on

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