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 a

suddenly felt that he was taking advantage

have been together. It’s so

she was also

if she woke up next

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

grabbed him and looked at him without saying

lips and explained, “You’re drunk,

“I’m not

Donald was confused.

“I’m used to living alone, and I know where my limit

of her and

I’m doing. I may not be as beautiful as your ex-girlfriends, nor

“I love you” were like adolescent romance, hovering between her lips but

one glance, the unspoken

Shawn, she never thought about this. Because she knew that they were not from the same world. After so many years, she could meet him

she would become his girlfriend before she

also felt the care

happy feeling to someone waiting for you at home when you come home from work every

you have loved for many

acting on his whim, or for other reason. But she never wanted anything from him. She just trusted him instinctively,

out that he

fooling her around, he could

She wouldn’t refuse,

But he didn’t.

her,

to be much more mature than the one

a few years ago. But he would engrave his belief deep

of her

admitted that she’s

Donald say that he would pick her up however late, her heart seemed to have

drank a little more

want her to regret it the next morning. So, she was saying these words purely on

was only the cold moonlight but no lights on in the bedroom. The faint moonlight came

to kiss her lips again. His fingers clasped her hands, taking her breath