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.

collar down with pouting

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

to make any deliberate actions at all. With

let go of Tamara’s coat and quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. It was only then that he felt a little

went back to the bedroom, he helped Tamara take off her clothes and brought her into the bathroom at the speed of

body, the uneven sensation under his fingertips made him frown. When he turned

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

entirely covered in unsightly

he was a child, he couldn’t imagine how such a severe burn was caused, much less how Tamara managed to bear 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 the

had always thought he was cold-hearted, felt his heart ache involuntarily as he looked at these scars. His parched mind from earlier had also calmed

he changed her into her pajamas and gently placed her on the large bed. His big hand crossed her sleeping cheek, and his dark

Frank stared at Tamara deeply. No matter what happened in