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.

was getting really exhausted, but he just could not stop. It was as if he was addicted to her

himself drowning in desire, unable to restrain

deep reflection, he vowed

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

extra care, speaking in hushed tones to not disturb her

the next morning when Cassandra woke

he had been up for a while. But she couldn’t

Cassandra awake, felt concerned but also

that came over Kenneth whenever he was with Cassandra, turning him into a man of tenderness and generosity, a true lover at heart. Their affection for each

for you. Shall I bring it over?” Susan greeted her warmly.

table. Where’s Kenneth?” Kenneth was good at making breakfast. Cassandra took a bite of

the office, said he won’t be back till

‘Going

past few days, and now suddenly

I know.” She continued eating

further compounding after breakfast. A herb needed

found it surrounded by

Hugo treating someone, though his expression was

anything for so many years? A random illness could kill you?” A man

she asked, approaching them.

to call her if he couldn’t nail

challenging us!” exclaimed Scarlett from

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

inwardly, ‘Challenging? A bunch of hypocrites!’

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