Chapter 35

Shelby’s head was bowed, her tone feeble as she asked, “Wilbur, are you and Miss Faye married?”

“No,” Wilbur said, sitting up.

“What are you two, then?”

“Colleagues.”

After Shelby heard his reply, she sat down next to Wilbur on his bed. She leaned towards him, the front of her dress falling to expose her cleavage and her fair, smooth legs.

“Wilbur, I’m really grateful for you but… I don’t know what I should do. You don’t think I’m a bad person, do you?” Shelby looked at Wilbur.

Wilbur took in the sight of a pitiful–looking Shelby gazing at him. “We can talk in the living room. This isn’t very appropriate.”

Yet just then, Shelby inched even closer. She was practically running against Wilbur’s body as she cooed, Wilbur, I need some comfort. Can you make me feel better?”

It was the middle of the night, and there was a beauty practically throwing herself at Wilbur. Any other man would have found it hard to resist.

then, Wilbur could sense that something was

got off the bed at once. “Let’s talk

then gritted her teeth before pouncing on

you doing?” He pushed Shelby away as

up in anger and pushed her away harshly. Shelby fell to the floor, landing hard as she let out a cry of

came to the living

quickly as well, but she had ripped most of her pajamas to show

no idea

noise as well. She bumbled down the stairs sleepily, before taking in the sight of Wilbur’s torn pajamas and startling

I don’t think it’s anything

trying to get him

his emotions, before describing

in shock after listening

would trust Wilbur without a doubt. Shelby, on

no one to rely on. Why did

trying

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trying to do

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