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.

was

felt that he was taking advantage of

have been together. It’s so fast

was

if she woke up next morning and

got out of bed, “You...You can just sleep here,

Daphne grabbed him and looked

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

“I’m

Donald was confused.

where my limit is. So I’ll

and stretched out his finger, “What’s the

and said again, “Mr. Shawn, I really know what I’m doing. I may not be as beautiful

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

one glance, the unspoken words

moving in with Mr. 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 again and make friends with him.

would become his girlfriend before

she also felt the care and

feeling to someone waiting for you at home when you come

one was someone you have

on his whim, or for other reason. But she

out that

fooling her around, he could

She wouldn’t refuse,

But he didn’t.

he respected her, and he was a real

much more

like what he had said a few years ago. But he would engrave his belief deep in

of her

she’s

however late, her heart seemed

a little more than

realized that he was saying that because he didn’t 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 in from the

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