Love At The Right Price

Chapter 23

By the time they drove back to Springvale Place, Tim was already asleep.

Frank gently carried Tamara back to her room. As he smelled the stench of alcohol that emanated off her, he couldn’t help but frown.

“Tamara.” He called her name softly.

Tamara had drunk herself into a stupor, and although there was still a trace of reason left in her subconscious, it could not withstand the invasion of drunkenness. She opened her mouth to respond, but couldn’t manage to say anything.

Left with no other choice, Frank had to take off her shoes and coat by himself. She was wearing a simple silk fitted blouse on the inside.

Tamara had a good figure and looked very thin, but she was still curvy in the right areas.

pull her collar down with pouting lips and fluttering eyelashes, Frank involuntarily thought about her fierceness and lack of experience during

that thought, Frank averted his eyes, feeling his throat turn dry. He thought that he was someone with better self-control in this area, but when he was faced with Tamara, his self-control that

deliberate actions at all. With just a few glances, he

and quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom to wash his face with cold

to the bedroom, he helped Tamara take off her clothes and brought her into the bathroom at the speed of light. He planned to help her take a bath as

frown. When he turned his head and looked at it, his

Tamara, who always looked so glamorous, would have such a large burn scar

entirely covered in unsightly scars spanning from her shoulders

it back then. She must have been in terrible pain at the time. But where did these scars come from? Tamara’s prideful attitude and

involuntarily as he looked at these scars. His parched mind from earlier

After Frank finished helping her bathe, he changed her into her pajamas and gently placed her on the large bed. His big hand crossed her sleeping

stared at Tamara deeply. No matter what happened in the future, as long as he