My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 72

He even had a sense of disgust when the woman got closer to him. It wasn’t so bad that he would’ve shoved her away or made a scene. But he distinctly did not like her nearness.

Indeed, holding another woman in his arms was very different. from the feeling of holding “her.”

When he arrived in front of the rental apartment, he squatted down and took out the spare key under the mat in front of the door. He knew that she always liked to put the spare key there, saying that it was in case she forgot to take her key when she left for work.

He’d have to break her of that habit. It was dangerous.

Whilst he slept in the apartment, it was not a concern, but when she was alone…

still on,

He pushed open the door. The lights in the room were and her slender figure was sitting next to the table. Half of her upper body was lying on the table, and her head was tilted to the side as she slept.

He looked at her sleeping face under the light. Her skin was smooth and her expression serene. She looked so peaceful that his heart seemed to slow the moment he saw her.

He raised his hand and gently fiddled with the strands of hair

over her cheeks, brushing them back and letting his fingers just barely

skin was so

were more

wealthy families in the city. They were perfect. But not a single

would not get tired of looking at her even if it was for the

later, he bent down and carefully lifted her from the

chair.

be as gentle as

a daze. Her hazy

I’m back,” he said, “I’ll take you to bed and you

he spoke, he held her in his arms and walked

half-asleep and half-awake, and she snuggled closer. “You smell…

from there.” He laid her down on the bed. “Go

began to close

about her too. No recriminations. Not

argument.

She trusted him.