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.

over the past two days, he fell asleep with Jessica in

traced the cold, hard edges of his chiseled features

defenseless

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

could not bring herself

murmured, her fingers caressing his lips again,

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passionate, white–hot kisses.

the guilt

nobody ever told you that beautiful women who approach you often

easy it was

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

is Gianna. Same

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

her gaze grew grim. She deleted everything before replying: All

negligence, Rayna had fallen quite ill upon returning

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

office. “Don’t listen to Mr. Faymon. Go back to your office, will

He did not

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

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

“I suppose I should thank you,

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

rolled her

discussions with my colleagues and no laptops. It’s not the same

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

less of this and more warm water

of this, Rayna burst out before suppressing the profanity she

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

said earnestly. “I’m always on your side, Mrs. Faymon, but I’m concerned about your

“Hah!”

jerk Curtis is! Despite being on his trip, he’s preventing

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