Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Donald obviously didn’t expect her to do this. He was astonished for a second.

During this period, he was afraid that Daphne would think he was a playboy or she would thought that he had dirty intention of living with her.

Therefore, he never dared to make any move of crossing the line.

This indeed led to the fact that the relationship between them did not seem to have any actual changes and progress.

And this was also the first time for Daphne to fall in love with someone, and the first time to kiss a man initiatively.

Seeing that Donald had no respond, she thought that her abrupt move made him unhappy. She backed up a little, leaned on the sofa, and subconsciously licked her lips, which seemed to still have a smell that belonged to him.

Daphne blinked her eyes which were moist. Not knowing it’s because of drunkenness or something else, she blushed.

Donald put his hands on the sofa behind her, with his black eyes staring at her, “Why don’t you continue?”

Her voice stuttered, “I... I thought you don’t like it...”

Before she could finish speaking, Donald kissed her lips.

After a sound of “uh”, she stared at him with eyes wide opened for a moment.

Donald whispered, “Close your eyes.”

After his reminder, she slowly closed her eyes.

Donald saw her reaction, little by little, until he finally pried her tongue open.

Perhaps she was braver than usual when she was drunk, Daphne instinctively responded.

Sensing her movement, Donald clasped the back of her head, took off the glasses, threw them aside, deepened his kiss.

Soon Daphne was out of breath.

Donald backed away slightly, then hugged her up and went into his bedroom.

He put her on the bed. But when he was about to take the next step, he met her eyes.

Daphne’s eyes were always strong and bright, full of reason, as if carrying all her dreams and hopes.

he was

felt that he was taking advantage of

since they have

she was also

up next morning and regret

slowly got out of bed, “You...You can just sleep here, I’ll go

leave when Daphne grabbed him and looked at him without

licked his lips and explained, “You’re drunk, just go

said, “I’m

Donald was confused.

used to living alone, and I know where my limit is. So I’ll never drink it to the

in front of her and stretched out

know what I’m doing. I may not be as beautiful

were like adolescent romance, hovering

glance, the unspoken words

from the same world. After so many years, she could meet him

would become

also felt the care and warmth she had never felt

warm and happy feeling to someone waiting for

one was someone you have

on his whim, or for other reason. But she never wanted anything from him.

turned out that he deserved

was really just fooling her around, he could

She wouldn’t refuse,

But he didn’t.

the contrary, he respected her, and he

to be much more mature than the one she

justice and bloody words like what he had said a few years ago. But he would engrave

worthier of

that she’s

pick her up however late, her

drank a little more

that because he didn’t want her to regret it the next morning. So, she was saying these

moonlight but no lights on in the bedroom. The faint moonlight

realize, Donald started to kiss her lips again.