How Death Became My Rebirth

Chapter 466

Chapter 466

“Babe, I’ve only got a few days left, can you really bear to leave me hanging?” Kenneth’s voice carried a pitiful tone, reminiscent of a peacock in courtship, desperately flaunting its feathers to gain affection.

“I can totally bear it. I think your isolation training was way too short. You should extend it till the end of the year,” Cassandra replied stiffly, at her wit’s end. She felt that Kenneth’s desire was over too consuming.

The past few days had left her visibly struggling. Her lower back was about to give out on her.

Despite her fondness for having sex with Kenneth, the frequency was getting to be too much.

Kenneth’s eyes darkened, his gaze becoming inscrutable with a hint of cunning, “In that case, why don’t you just stay in bed for the next couple of days?”

Without giving Cassandra a chance to argue, he sealed her lips with his, muffling any retorts she might have had.

Cassandra didn’t manage to counter Kenneth. In the end, she was utterly spent to the point of not wanting to move a single finger.

She fell asleep around noon, without having lunch or even a sip of water, unresponsive to Kenneth’s calls. This worried him enough to summon a doctor, who concluded she was simply exhausted.

Kenneth realized he needed to reflect on his actions. He couldn’t keep wearing Cassandra out like this.

addicted to her presence, her sweet scent that lingered around him,

drowning in desire, unable to

reflection, he vowed to change.

cheek, noticing the signs of weariness on her face, he decided to retreat to

the Pinehart Mansion today, everyone moved with extra care,

was the next morning when Cassandra woke up.

bed was cold, indicating that he had been up for a while. But she couldn’t find him either in the

felt concerned

whenever he was with Cassandra, turning him into a man of tenderness and generosity, a true lover at heart. Their affection for each other turned the entire mansion into a haven of sweetness, much like lovebirds in their blissful world.

you. Shall I bring it over?”

it here. I’ll eat at the coffee table. Where’s Kenneth?” Kenneth was good at making breakfast. Cassandra took a bite

to the office, said he won’t be back till

skeptical, ‘Going the the

past few days, and

right, I know.” She continued eating without further

compounding after breakfast. A herb needed

Hall, Cassandra found it surrounded

saw Hugo treating someone, though his

so many years? A random illness could kill you?” A man standing next to Hugo sounded very arrogant and even a

going on?” she

to call her if

Yates, someone here is challenging us!” exclaimed Scarlett

by the audacity of those bullying a poor old man, simply to leech off Whitecrane Hall’s fame

scolded inwardly, ‘Challenging? A bunch

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