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.

two days, he fell asleep with Jessica

of his chiseled features downward with her finger. The stubble on his chin tickled

lay defenseless in

finger stopped at his neck. 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.

not bring

so easily?” Jessica murmured, her fingers caressing

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passionate, white–hot kisses.

guilt that

the cheek. “Has nobody ever told you

easy it was to

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

Gianna. Same place at

wish to do business any longer and that the sum would be deposited into her bank

at the soundly sleeping man beside her, and her gaze grew grim. She deleted everything before replying:

to negligence, Rayna had fallen quite ill upon

upon noticing her hoarse

gazed helplessly at Gabriel, who had made her living room his office.

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

know many people in Norham. They’ll bully me

laptop as he 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

I should thank

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

her

my colleagues and no laptops. It’s

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

of this and more warm water instead,

suppressing the profanity she was about

more like a grimace.

you can’t have apples,” Gabriel said earnestly. “I’m always on your side, Mrs. Faymon, but I’m concerned about your

“Hah!”

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

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